Comprehend

I cried last night, Lord.
I do not comprehend the ways of Your hand.
[such things are beyond my mind's understanding
the untold mysteries that lie in Your will.]

The castles i have built
are crumbling before me.
Is this Your breath
that pushes down their walls of stone,
or simply the wind
that seems to keep me on my knees?

I am denied only what i ask for
again and again i see defeat.
what is this darkness that haunts me
even in the daylight?
what is this shadow that
follows me into the shade?

03.26.1997