Venny Soldan-Brofeldt

Artist, sculptor, and jewelry designer.

Conversations with God – Part III

Always beneath your feet I find myself, 
begging for forgiveness, I don’t deserve
I ask for mercy, for I’m a lost soul, 
seeking belonging in your creation’s curve

Yet this place you’ve produced, I don’t desire,
existence here brings nothing but anguish
though your blessings I acknowledge, inspire,
living for you is a demanding lavish

You’ve granted my wishes, answered my plea,
guided me towards the path of light,
shielding me from darkness, setting me free,
punishing those who caused my endless night

The ones who wrested portions of me away,
you’ve shown them justice and made them pay
life, you’ve taught me, holds value each day,
but, God, unbearable heartache holds sway

My soul has lived through countless histories,
nightly it mourns nameless lovers’ cries
dreams haunted by traumas, he denies,
of the abuser, the one you promised to chastise

Why, dear God, does he return to my life?
I apologize for my disrespect and strife
actions beyond my control, I apologize
hatred in my heart, strangers’ lives it defies

I beseech you, save or end my plight,
but don’t leave me alone in desperate night
though I stray, you remain my guiding light,
my ancestors weep, shamed by my weakened fight.

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