I Turned My Face - Bodies Of Water

I turned my face from God, but I won’t turn from you

I turned it not in shame, but to shield his light from view

My body, it will die, but what I do today will resonate

Until the action, long since passed

Bears no resemblance to what it wrought before

You turned your face as well and I feared I was to blame

Because your face now turned

No longer burned with virtue’s flame

And when your face was turned

It ceased to be pleasingly cherubic

I could detect the spark (or lack thereof) or chronic tepidness

I turned my face from God, but I won’t turn from you

I turned it not in shame, but to shield his light from view

My body it will die but what I do today will resonate

Until the action, long since passed

Bears no resemblance to what it wrought before

I’d like to think that I

Can tough-mindedly avoid these snares

But this conceit will last

Only until your rod and staff are gone

And now that I have wept tears of despair

Please let me cling to you

And now that I have died to myself

Please let me see your face

And since my longing took a desperate turn

I feel you near to me

And now that my voice cracks with regret

I draw you into me

I may not have a lot

But what you have, you have surely got

And when it’s gone from me?

Part of it will stay with you endlessly

What did it do in me?

It wrapped your heart in veiny filigree

What if I turn around?

Then truthfully, you were never found