h2>Dating : Follow Me
You said follow Me
but the world I would follow
down pathways
and byways
and highways
so hollow
so vast and alone,
in despair did I roam
‘till brought to my knees
when your voice
called me home
called me out,
called me Child
Beloved, daughter
You said Rest in me, there’s no need to wander.
But wander I did,
and wander I do
I’ve spent half my life
not following you
And yet you remain,
unchanging and still
the same gentle voice
Moses heard on the hill
Enthroned in your glory,
world at your feet
tirelessly calling,
Child come, follow me.
© Poetry by Steph Thompson 2021