Somehow I start to see, but like a babe
it seems too much for me to handle well.
I have to take a break, enjoy the shade,
and have a play within your house, and dwell.
Not just to dwell on it, but in it too.
I now recall that ancient psalm* (prayer/ song),
of king who tried to understand, but knew
“relating, as a child” made him belong.
I needs go “back to basics” now & then,
as breathing has that flow of in, and out.
The outward part is “try to understand”,
the inward is to “see what’s good about..”
and then relate, as small child would to Mum,
or Dad, when fed and sheltered - just enjoy
their company, and rest ourself, in some
small way, to let me trust (as a small boy)
my parents to know more than me, to look..
look after me, to know more, and still be
aware of what is needed, they will book
me in to train my immaturity..
And I can take some time to try to gain
an understanding, strengthen my insight.
Though this must be acknowledging the plain
fact that I am contingent, and each night
the world goes on when I must fall asleep,
become unconscious, can’t be in control,
entrust my very self to you to keep
me as a self, within yourself or soul.
* “..Lord, I have given up my pride
and turned away from my arrogance.
I am not concerned with great matters
or with subjects too difficult for me.
Instead, I am content and at peace.
As a weaned child lies quietly in its mother's arms,
so my heart is quiet within me.
God’s people, trust in the Lord
now and forever!.” (Psalm 131:1-2)
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