change room ..

 

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Oh God, I am so thick, & stale,

I’ve learned more how to get things done

by cutting options. Nothing fails

that has your love as Number One.

I see now that you like to go 

to places that I’ve never dreamed 

could be. There’s much I didn’t know

of. Should I be surprised? It seemed

like life was falling into place

or something’s getting lovely here,

my common, homely kind of face

has reproduced, and would appear

that evolution's sort of thing

does happen all the time if we

live in that kind of way, no sing-

ing from a joyful heart that’s free

as bird’s once were to celebrate

the “rising of the sun”, for we

would wrap that with more words of late,

and say “Earth turns”, and still not see

as sun streams through our window pain

that painful options we’d not thought

of yet, might be my turn, a gain

to see how far your love has brought

(and likes to go, to multiply)

your love to who is standing by,

I want you in me, here, says I.

Oh Christ, you teach me how to die

to self, as my best way to go

(What do I want? How can I know?).

And what might you, a god who’ll “show

not speak”, want here? I’ll act “in tow”!

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