Why So Far Away?
by Dori Weidmer
Why is he so far away?
This man who used to be so close.
Stroked my hair when I was upset.
Stayed with me during the storm.
Loved me when I hated myself.
Beamed when I did good.
Laughed when I laughed.
There, far ahead is his image.
Shadowy and blurred
With so many distractions between us.
An ocean of distractions.
Now let me say I'm sorry and come back.
Come back to my heart.
Protect me from that which threatens to destroy me.
Protect me from myself, Lord.
And he says gently to me,
"I was always here, my child.
It was you who went away."
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