Feared

What do you have for me God
that I frighten the women I come near
that I injure the ones I touch

I want to see your vision
but all I feel is despair.
My faith immobilized by mere presence
My strength removed by a memory

And yet what do I fear most?
The one who would let me near
The one who would risk the damage

God what direction would you have me take
On what road should I journey
Because the pain I now feel is not yours
Because in the joy of you I should not have such worries

© 2005 Matt Naylor