I haven’t heard from a god this year
Even though my words mirror chapter ten David.
Do my prayers even reach them? Or do they settle on the moon?
I can’t clearly define what a soul is, but I know mine hurts.
Maybe I’m a romantic,
Or maybe I’ve lost some religion.
I acknowledge Him like I acknowledge a far away lighthouse.
I know it is signaling for me in the night,
But I can’t set a course for the shore yet.
I have an ocean to tame.