Where might thou lead me

Where might thou lead me
Deny in me that which is fleeting
Desires I find in thee
May they fill more and more

Open my eyes to see
The bountiful spread
Of thy joyous feast

Fill my heart with longing
For all my belonging
Lies here in thee

Where ere my appetites
Have been too small
A scrap of nurishment

Show me how to love
That which long
I have corrupted
Into that which
Was not intended

May thy good be found
In full and surrender I
My control to thee

So fill this gaunt being
In me that long hath
Filled upon the scraps
And never known

The taste of banquet halls
Where thy tables never
Empty of substance
For thy host is there

Oh great lamb
Once slain
So now regain
In me again

The joy of thee
For of thee I feed
And of thee my one
Greatest need
Found fulfilled

-Joshua Lee Foist