I am weak
like a straw
                                              You are strong
                                              made of stone
I have a foolish mind      
                                             Your knowledge is infinite
My thoughts come and go
Like birds in November
                                            You know them all
I'm a vile creature
seeking temporary fun
                                           You are God
                                            Not a wrong thing you have done
I am lost at sea
                                          Your hand reaches out and
                                         *rescues me