You have a great sense of humor.
I give you demands like a toddler,
Screaming and crying, not understanding the logic behind pain.
I become furious with the outcomes of my life and blame you.
I command what I think is right for me,
Don't get it,
Only later piecing together my greater blessing was waiting.
I ask you questions,
Expect instant answers,
Yet am baffled when I get them.
You guide me out of fires I start,
Build a bridge under the cliff's edge I walk off of,
Fill my lungs with your breathe when I drown in a pond,
And I still question you.
The way you set me onto your plans is funny,
Maybe you think I'm funny too.
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An Ode to Muses to Polyhymnia
PoetryThis poetry collection explores loneliness, theology, Biblical characters, depression, heartbreak, and disappointment. It's a good read for someone going through a bad time, but surprisingly hopeful.
