I
am tired. Oh, so tired.
I
need consolation.
I
need rest.
But is there anything left in Heaven and Earth
that can still comfort
me?
I
need to be healed.
I
need to confess.
I
need something that can seal up my open wound,
and stop the
gushing out of my soul,
and the
continuous bleeding out of my very consciousness.
But is there any healing power left in the world?
Any forgiveness?
Any mercy?
April 28, 1997