IF I Can Have it My Way …

If I can have it my way,

I’d rather throw caution to the wind.

I want to embrace what makes the heart sing,

To run to what is opened

To savour what is there,

Every drop, every ounce, every iota.

But my ways are not greater than His,

My wants often not in check,

My piquancy inaccurate.

I should just sit upon the Rock

And wait and wait,

But sometimes, I just want it my way.