A Question for G-d

G-d, I have some questions for You,
Please be patient with me,
As I see them through…

If I came to you with the question of theodicy,
Would you know what to say to me,
Without destroying my reality?

If I asked about salvation’s way,
How would You answer,
That I might understand today?

Would the truth actually set me free?
Or will it turn life into,
More of an exercise in futility?

Will days come and days go,
Without my heart,
Finding the solace You promised I’d know?

And when tomorrow, the sun rises in the sky,
Can You make Your will more evident,
So I don’t feel as though it is passing me by?

And if by tomorrow night’s fall,
If I still can’t find You,
Will You comfort my soul above all?

Will this be for forever or just tonight?
That I wrestle with all these thing,
Cause with me, something’s just not right.

So if I came to Thee in humility,
Would You hear me?
Maybe even answer me presently?

And should the sun rise again in the mourning,
Can You assure me,
That there is purpose in not conforming?

Should I need this much affirmation?
Not just from You,
But in all areas, all destinations…

How do I get past all this, this propensity,
This movement of futility,
That eviscerates all hope in Thee?

But tonight, the sun calls from the twilight,
And I wonder, With so many good people,
How can they not be right?

Will they leave this place tonight,
To lay down with the dead,
Never knowing truth in their plight?