Abba! Father!

Sat, 03/05/2016 - 17:35 -- jersey

The sunbeams are harsh on my skin

yet you are here

My thirst is never ending

yet you never leave me

Even though I feel alone

you have not left

Though my enemies may be tens of thousands

You will arise O Father

I cannot live without you

and though I am hungry

and though I am frightened

"Life is more than food"

and your Yoke is easy

This poem is about: 
Me

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