APATHY

I’m climbing my way out of apathy, Lord,

step by trudging, begrudging step.

Dragging my feet against the slope.

Dragging my mind against the challenge.

I was so comfortable Lord, in it.

Warm and cosy, curtains closed against the night;

mind closed against unwelcome thoughts.

But you sent a draught under my door

and tapped with icy fingers on my windows.

My life was in perfect balance.

Nothing could shake my equilibrium.

But you sat on one end of the see-saw.

You showed me a new horizon

where love beckoned

and sweet songs of fulfilment were sung.

You offered life

and showed me a vision of the potential me,

the inspiring me.

Now when I try to focus again on nothing

the vision dances before my eyes

and refuses to stay in the corner I throw it!

Many times I’ve closed the curtains

and blocked up the windows and doors.

But when you went, daring me to follow,

you took away comfort’s appeal

and put hunger in its place.

Wait for me Lord, I’m on my way!