Psalm 2

Eternal One, I sit short-sleeved

beside the cold porch door.


Merciful One, I sit gray-bristled

on an early Monday morning.


Holy One, I sit big-bellied

at the wooden kitchen table.


Compassionate One, I sit,

wretched bumbler needing grace.


Generous One, I am craving

the first cup of coffee.


Mighty One, give me strength

to accomplish the day's doings.


Patient One, bear with me

as I mess things up often.

Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-01-15 at 08:36

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Now that is a psalm I really relate to.

Excellent, I do your final line often.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
i sit by my chill window quietly applauding.