Suffering Brings Wisdom
My suffering depends on a poor choice I made. My sadness over came me tonight soon I fell into a wave of deep despair the silence hurts its cruel and harsh no words from him I have to bear. The shred of hope I had is gone he would not return my call a bad choice caused it all. I can't sleep, I can't eat or even think I'm a wreck a total mess... Maybe if I beg we can put this silliness to rest... His guiding tenderness soon forgives the simple punishment i bore his silence no more...I drift away to slumber deep waking soon madly dashing off to class but only wanting him to beckon me back into his grace...the afternoon arrives his call he makes I am home in my honored place.... once again his true heart's desire.