INDECISION

My hand doesn’t know what it wants to do. Does it want to hold a pen or a paint brush? Or maybe it want to pluck a guitar string. My hand doesn’t know what it wants to do.

My heart doesn’t know how to feel. Where, other than my Lord, does my love go? Reaching out — is it enough? Worry that places I reach are prone to dryness. No nourishment in return. My heart doesn’t know how to feel.

My head is tired. Where is the spark? Where is the critically needed attitude adjustment? Will I be able to find it? My head is tired.

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