Cold-hearted child
Music gone wild,
afraid of the unknown
She cries and cries
lifts up her eyes
for children who do not show
Like a dried-up river,
she used to burst open,
but now she has withered away.
Jesus, it is my prayer
that the water wells up once again
I need You, not you
Return me to my love at first
Let me experience a second, a third burst
For You, my King, my everything
Let my love for them
burst open again
(c) Annalee Hoover, 2021