LAME AS ME
My Lord gazes profoundly, a hue of tenderness, Usually our glances penetrate each other, I deeply gulp. But this day, shame dwarfs my uncanniness, So that I come reluctant as a dirge I come anyways Lord, lame as me. I might be filthy, swarmed in grit, I might be distraught, burdened with regret, I might be violent, me judging me. For not breaking the bad, but could I ? I come anyways Lord, lame as me. Didn't you promise, where sin increases, Your grace does too, your highness? Rm 5:20 You have the means to unlock these chains, And free the sinner, burdened by pain. So I come anyways Lord, lame as me. For to whom else shall I go? You have the message of eternal life. Jn 6:68 Sr. Esther Koros OSF 0726179789