Another Chapter

Seated outside in the cool black night

I feel the desperate longings of my heart.

The lonely stars look back at me, bright,

With me in this sadness from the start.

In quiet I try to listen, deep in thought,

I know my burning passions cry

And wondering what to do I ought

Yet no tear falls from my eye.

The reason for this journey I do not

Know, and I pause often asking why

Have I been waiting so long in this place?

The closest form of answer I have got

Is that I am not supposed to try

To fix, but must learn the patterns of God’s grace.