Rendition of Psalm 43You were never supposed To let any of this happen. Why did you allow that dog grief Bound me down and Stripe my body ragged? All day a fear runs Like a song through my head: Faith is a fool’s game; Faith is razor-bladed. If you are my refuge, Why do I go about mourning? If you are my safety, Why am I always in flight? Unwind your welcome again. Send your word out like prowling cats that Hunt the wide world home again.
Your inspiration is "the prowling cat" for another's ears, another's heart. Today, mine.
This is so lovely and thought-provoking.
If you are my safety,
Why am I always in flight?
Unwind your welcome again.
Selah!
Thank you so much for sharing what you write.