Where do I seek you?
God
I say that I seek you
in all I do
But I look
in the noise of mindless music
in the television’s continuous voice
I hunt for you
by being in charge
by filling each moment
by running away
I don’t stop
to hear you voice
your answer
When I am lonely
When I am sad
I cry to you
but when things are good
the need disappears
and I don’t seek you
And then I don’t
listen for you
to answer my cry
©Suzanne Boyd 1997