Not Ready Yet

 
I think I was asleep, 
perhaps not altogether
since I did kick my feet
in womb’s “comfort” weather
 
Guarded and cradled
surrounded by Love
feeling the Great World
sometimes give a shove
 
Yes, I had Sleep
to the day of my Birth
Then, challenge and trauma
as I passed through to Earth
 
What did I find?
So much to tell
Excitement and Life
outside that safe cell
 
Yes, they called this my Birth
to explore a New Land
where early you crawl
and later you stand
 
For me there were long years,
for others – so brief
Here also I’ve slept some
but now feel Restless Feet
 
Prepare now for new Birth
beyond a new Wall
my eyes just as closed,
not seeing at all
 
Now I wish I could wish  [i]  
for the New World beyond
hope tickling of feet will send
me where I Belong  [ii]
 
                                                                 (2020s)


[i] Psalm 130:5,6 – 
“I wait for the Lord,
my soul waits
and I hope for his word.
My soul looks for the Lord
more than sentinels for daybreak.” 

[ii] Psalm 42: 1,2 –
“As the deer longs for streams of water,
so my soul longs for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God, the living God.
When can I enter and see the face of God?”