long-time burden

it’s an unceasing weight
tears bottled up
my unanswered question
broken telephone lines
unresponsive heart
love through a clogged artery
how long, oh Lord?
yearning for it, maybe force it
but it is good that one should hope
and wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord.
patient perseverance,
submission to sovereignty
until we sing again.
















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