do you send out
the ones you choose
into the wilderness -
like john, like us,
searching for zion -
so that we may know
what it’s like to be fiercely alone
(sometimes in a sea of faces)
and feel desperately lost
(sometimes in dark and crowded spaces)
like your son, like jesus?

for the world and
full of love,
but so alone,
your only son.

i love you that
you sent a child
to rescue all these
hearts gone wild.

sometimes i fear
my heart’s gone wild.