Dear G-D,

I live under gray skies

When I look up

I see only mystery

When I look up

I see only emptiness

I search for You

In that great expanse.

I stumble in the rain

Reach through the pain

And find a glimmer

Perhaps a shimmer

Of life.

The rain is for growth

Awakened by thunder

But I long for the blue

Of the sky that You

Once showed me

That blue that meant

I knew that You loved me.

But looking up I see

Only the gray

Of the day

That I stumble in.

Falling in the rain

Screaming with the pain

Of not becoming

Who I’m meant to be.

So G-D, I request

A little glimpse of blue

In my white-gray skies

A little glimpse of blue

To show me that You

Still care.