and I prayed...

and I prayed God teach me patience



teach me patience



and God didn't teach

and when I said I was lost it didn't mean anything

not even to myself, in my daily vertigo of little nothings circling around

not even to God, who was in the centre of them all, to cry out loud when they were stamping their feet too evenly,

Patience listened... he was floating on the waves of my voice
panting for breath
waiting for air to come...