My passion grew stronger
As His passion grew weak, in me
Unpredictable, ugly & loud
I disliked her so much –
She was not who I wanted to be.
Oh, she was a doer though.
Numbers brought her low –
Calculations, religion, the law!
She could not be still – always on the Go.
In the constant pursuit of success –
so little happiness & so much distress
She had more than before, but it felt like less.
So I prayed…
And ceased from
This constant activity…
I’ll learn how to be.