Give me wisdom I ask again
or love, or courage.
I will take strength even the ordinary type that allows me to rise and stand on two feet.
Years more of abundance would be grand
or go ahead and do what you must if it is hunger, famine, loss, and deprivation.
Move me there keep me here.
What do you want of me?
They’ve said I can do nothing
waiting listening is enough for flow
for motion for direction for the distance.
If you want me to remain in wait so be it.
If to pack one single bag and depart you know I will do that instead.
If allegiance to the one I chose I will double-down
or shift to those for whom the giving was by you then bring it.
If labor and grind must occupy my remaining days then say it is so I can be counted on to be one who stays the course.
What do you want of me?
I’ve been born and I’ve lived.
I go on for many more if this world allows so here now again the world turns and becomes and
What do you want of me?