"God I’ve no idea what to say to you, but I think I’m ready to come home, now. I have no idea how to tell you how I feel - I guess I don’t have to. Hey, if the grass is greener on the other side, then what happens once I hop the fence? Anybody? God, I’ve no idea how I feel inside but I know that you can make me right. If I could only reach out and touch Your footprint in the mud… my fingertips are not worthy enough. If I could only reach out and touch the hem of your cloak… God, I’m trying to imagine a smile on my face. I remember you thought it was beautiful. If the grass is greener on the other side, I must not be seeing you. I’ve no idea how to make this sound believable but… I love you. If I could do something to prove it, I would. Listen, it’s raining so hard now, and I still can’t force myself to dance.

Jesus, teach me the waltz.
I can’t do this alone."

Levi The Poet