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Friday, February 20, 2009

Apology to Francis Thompson

I sought Him, up all night and up all day.
I sought Him, all my sinful life.
I sought Him, through the academic maze,
professional cubicles and children's strife.

I looked for Him, I reached out, I touched.
Across the land, I held tight,
the gentle breeze of His approach
would calm my racing heart at night.

No hound of heaven; rather playful kitten,
scratching at the door--not to be ignored,
circling feet, rubbing, caressing, tail high.
Alack! You have always been my Adored.

The Pillars, Curtis, Robert, ed. , p. 35 www.lulu.com

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