Remaining

I will wait patiently for you
I have listened to the stories of you, and wondered how true you are
Or how true I am to you
But I promised I’d wait
What if you come, and by bones are but dust to you, and nothing else
What if you come and love is the core of my bones
Then how true were you ever to walk with us
We have been promised real big things
But they don’t mean anything
I want believe, I want to believe that there is a subsidiary place for me to be
But I can’t
I can’t believe that husbands and wives just don’t exist
I will be ok living in the middle proclaiming your name for the maker of my bones
And I will wait patiently for you,
Maker of my Bones