24 Nov 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, No Comments.
Poem 087 Many times desires
Many times desires, have conquered me, changing the objects of my will,
but this continues to enlighten me, just and how I feel
God shows me love, a debt to pay, while unthrift fools, throws theirs away
I’m learning to heal, this given pain, a captive’s captive I remain
The height of it all, I know will be, to cry for those who wait to see
those allowing their love to still and search no more, only beggars at a beggars door