Change change change,
I have fought you
cursed you
and run after you ever since the moment I declared war
on apathy
and poured fire to my belly and mud around my ankles

and my head is full of ideas
and memories of hearts lost
and fingers stained.

and always is a tremulous word,
but I believe in her.
Sometimes.

YHWH, you change, I think
but you are faithful to yourself
and to me.

And you are love,
and so love must do the same.

it changes, and moves, and runs, and weeps, and slows, and speeds..
but it is love all the same, and it is true to all it binds.

bind me to all that is faithful,
and loose me from all that decays.
i want living love, covenants spoken true
and all that is fire, earth, and heart.