PRODIGAL

I return as a child, faith renewed,
my mind unable to fully comprehend, meltdown,
fuses blowing at the mere hint of your glory.

I return as a child, knowing you loved me,
in all my weakness, despair, stumbling humanity,
the roller coaster ride of my life.

I return as your child, knowing you carried me,
through the barren years, laughing at my antics,
whispering return, return home.

Your perfect love transcends all mortal desire,
unfailing, constant and eternal.
UNWORTHY   I BOW DOWN.

Talitha Hills
2003