Contemplating
the rotating
of life's food put upon my plate
waiting
patiently waiting
to see the long awaited outcome of my fate

traveling unmarked trails
sailing on unchartered waters
small boat with no sails
just waiting
for God to push me in the right direction
towards the right destination
only looking for the product of His great manifestation

I've traveled different paths
even some that have caused me to feel the wrath
which has led me to the empty moment floating on this raft
I'm on life-support, holding on for dear life
to His words knowing that eventually they will remove the strife
remove the knife
that my feet have stepped on repeatedly as I ventured into dark pastures
leaving me in solitude only to experience Hell's rapture

I'm trying to stop moving without His direction
trying this time to give Him all dedication
for maybe this time my reverence may be worthy
so that I may no longer be that lost sheep
and find my way to a better reality
a blessing I may finally keep

I'm praying
on my knees
bowing down with hands up as I plea
don't leave me here in the middle of nowhere
I can't figure this out on my own
I've done that before and we both see how much I've failed
and I recognize now that I need Your help

Please don't tell me it's too late
Lord, guide me in whichever way You choose
or even empty all the food from my plate
whatever You Will Lord
just give me something to know
You hear me...
that You will help me

because without You Lord
my life-support is empty.