(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in an opening up of Good News, for loneliness is my ache”)
You’re in a sea of people and alone.
You got, “I’m not home yet,” loneliness blues.
Colorful people don’t match your skied moan.
“Home” is when Heaven opens up Good News.
I’m lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely (cries).
When will “home” welcome mat me, bring me in?
The hours signal the time of “alert” (sighs).
In the meantime, I’m ached out from within.
“If I ascend into Heaven, You are there.”
Psalm 139:Eight – GOD IS THAT HIGH!
We walk the Earth seeking solace to spare.
We come up empty for it’s God we Eye.
We’ll get “home” when we’re called to take God’s Break.
Until then, yes, loneliness is our ache.
