Prayer

Skeletons of past dreams stare me in the face.

I stare right back, my fears to chase,

Their mocking eyes are my disgrace

But I still know my place.

For I was born not once but twice,

My fate is not decided by some dice,

Regardless of how doubts my heart entice:

The King has looked me in the heart and paid the price.

You’re silent Adonai. My mocker’s loud

‘Where is your God?’, he taunts me proud

And I am mute, my head is bowed

Trying to remember everything I’ve vowed.

A coward under a sky made of steel

From thin air forgotten promises I unseal

Only to not lose hope or kneel

To smoke and mirrors that claim to be real.

Hear me HaShem, my faith is frail,

My prayers falter and my water’s stale,

I’m under siege, don’t let my enemy prevail,

Don’t let me fail You now… don’t let me fail…

If You but listen maybe I’ll walk a little further this time

And I won’t stop to make my non-sense rhyme.

If You but reach out, I know I’ll make the climb,

And tear down my regrets’ shrine.

Bat Melech בת מלך

 Cristina כריסטינה