Discarded
wineskin (with reference to Psalm 119: 81-83)
A wineskin
in the smoke
Used up,
useless, discarded
That’s how I
feel now Lord.
When will
you come to help?
I need your
help so much -
Your
presence as sorrow overwhelms.
The pus and
poison pour from the open wound
Only you can
heal and cleanse me.
Take this
discarded used up wineskin
I wait for
you to come and help
To fill
renew and cover me
I cry out
for your presence, for your word
Where are
you Lord? please come and help me
