by Peter Menkin
6/04/2010 / Poetry
For a long time
weeks,
day by day,
a month,
years...
I set out to be
friend of God.
There is darkness now,
at this hour.
The night tells me,
who chooses. Even if
I await
the morning and call
daystar, Oh, Lord,
this is a day you made,
I realize now
my temerity and ignorance.
You choose, and You are
the friend
to me, man.
Humility recognized. God is all.
Audio reading of poem by poet here:
http://www.archive.org/details/FriendOfManPoemByPeterMenkin
Peter Menkin, an aspiring poet, lives in Mill Valley, CA USA where he writes poetry. He is an Oblate of Immaculate Heart Hermitage, Big Sur, CA and that means he is a Camaldoli Benedictine. He is 64 years of age as of 2010.
Copyright Peter Menkin
http://www.petermenkin.blogspot.com
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