Astray 19

I wake up and I’m in trouble straight away. Don’t hide your face from me. What can I do to justify my days? They vanish like smoke. I have a word with myself, but I might as well look at a broken mirror. How long will you hide? You made me in my mother’s womb, in that secret place, and you’re with me now, in my secret life. My life is an open sore. Out of the depths you call me, out of the depths I call you. You were with me from the beginning. You know my resting and my rising. You know me through and through. I thank you, who wonderfully made me, who made my inmost being, who are love itself.