The Inbetween

The numbers, the colors, the lights
what is wrong, what is right?
and so my head bounces
from this and to that

no place to land
to lay still or flat
but like a pent up ball
of questions
I bounce

on

failing at the inbetween
caught up in the angst
of excited to be there
so much wanting to be

and yet here
months away

and so I pray
for help
but as full as my mind is
it is empty still
Lord, what is your will
in this
how do I grasp your godly bliss
spend time in your grasp
until this time passes?

Oh, what can I do?
I am struggling
to gather the pieces
here without you!

My heart is a mess
trying to untangle this tress
of this beautiful thing
that only your goodness could bring
to my life
and so I pray
despite the details
and any mess
that I realize the beauty and why I'm truly blessed

to be with my best friend.

//

Trying to figure out some things in my heart and the reason for my insomnia of late. Excitement is so good except when it keeps you from necessary sleep ( : Addio amico mio!