psalm 73

healthy and fat
smart and ingorant
light with such heaviness
     And I almost slipped within my throat
     when I could not see the step in front of me in the foggy maze
clouded dark heavy
     my heart was

but then I entered your sacred place
Awe!
               Awe!
How brute am I
to senselessly ignore your hand
to hold on to the twisted branches

I need help....
help....
to be drunk with the juice of your guidance
to be whole secure in the vine tree

It is good
It is good to be that close
holding the truth
drinking the hope
resting in the shadow of your peace

It is good.