About How It Is
There is something I wanted to tell you
but I stumble along the edge of a nameless rage
haunted by a hundred floating fears and...
I forget what the real question is that I wanted to ask
and I forget to listen anyway
because you seem unreal and far away
and I forget what it is I have forgotten.
O God, don't forget me please, for the sake of Jesus Christ.
At High Leigh Conference Centre with the ECM workers.