Abba

calmer of frayed nerves

gentle nurturer,

my Abba Father

My lover and knower of my soul

I scream in Your shoulder

You comfort me in my pain

You wish to know, for me to tell You

You want to bear it for me

I let You

though sometimes I don’t want to.

Sometimes I want to hold it myself

It is an act of vulnerability

to let someone else carry my wounds

of such tender, vulnerable, perception

and tender, Vulnerable heart

To let another bear my burden

to let another, hear my cries at night.

You want to do that for me.

But You do not take it from me.

You only take what I give.