Are these real moments real? Friends.
January 11, 2014 Leave a comment
Are these moments real?
Or, are my fleeting thoughts
The bowl to eat from?
I am alone, yet
Memories accompany me,
Then, they abandon me for higher ground?
Many days I wait for truth
Then truth comes, full fledged
I am unarmed. Tacit.
Help me Lord,
My knees are weak,
Weak from wrestling with faith’s strong arm.
Where are the friends I knew?
The friends who knew me no matter what?
The friends who knew the conjunction between me AND me?