kyrielle

At Times

At times I get a bit derailed,

A train that’s lumbered off its track.

Intentions good, but I have failed.

Lord, help me find the right way back.

At times, I wander off the road,

All burdened with my traveler’s pack.

I want to toss away my load.

Lord, help me find the right way back.

At times, I flounder in the sea,

With hungry sharks on the attack.

Beneath the waves, this is my plea,

Lord, help me find the right way back.

At times, I try to soar on wings,

But then the storm clouds turn all black.

I find I’m just a kite with strings,

And so You pull me right on back.