Weary, yes, I am

[joel]

Weary, yes, I am
weary now and
wary of my all too often impatient attributes
which cripple the good I
would otherwise be permitted to give and to receive
when spirits holier than mine
weasel through my grumpier states of being,
<center>watchful
of whatever
possible distractions
I’d employ for selfish scheming,
selfish pride and self-indulgent dreaming—
and I’m weary of not feeling
such a spirit’s presence
when I need it
here, now. </center>
Willfully or not, I’m in a state of
wait-and-see and, hopefully for not too much longer,
whether consciously or not, conspicuously or not,
when I come around this bender I’ll have
what I need for patience
within my penitential limits,
wonderful and pure in love divine.