Stuck on God

Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck in a rut,
part selfishness, part boredom and part sorrow,
with all the doors and windows tightly shut,
 from yesterday, the same today, tomorrow.

Besieged by nothing much yet trapped and stuck,
like in a maze, completely at a loss,
burned out, turned in, used up, down on my luck,
forsaken like one stuck upon a cross.

And yet Someone can make my spirit soar,
with my sore heart, sad mind, sick soul still free,
Who I know I've yet fully to explore,
and Who can take away all my ennui.

O God, I pray give me Your graceful glue,
so I will stay forever stuck on You.

                            -- by Pete Voelz           2/07