Monday, January 15, 2018

Upon my knees

Weary as an escapee
Fleeing the huntmaster's hounds
My body is done
I can't go on
My king, my king
The shine of your crown
Blurs my eyes
Forgive me please
I say that I am exhausted
But what I truly am is finished
It doesn't matter where I was going
The journey is ended
No matter the fanfare at the beginning
My heart has learned
My brain has grown
And my love for you,
My king
Is undiminished
But the road has been so desperate
My heart has grieved so much
I buried so many companions
I can't bear to still walk upon this
Now Holy ground