Oh Father! My lovely Father! Please return
on lonely nights or days, you discern
when I need strength and solace;
when life is intense and lawless.
My mind! My mind is in disarray
from loss of love; From loves so lost.
Can you hear me, Father?
Our paths will soon cross.
Oh Father! My Lovely Father! Grant me signs
before the nightfall calls me to resign,
smothers me with promise
as I sense darkness upon us.
Sweet! My Father! Please take me.
I shall wait at any cost
and surrender at will
as our paths cross.
Behold! Father, please align
everything wrong with my mind.
My lovely Father, please return
on lonely nights or days, you discern—
Oh Father—the constant signs.
Or will I always be lost
until our paths cross?
[Stephen Earley Jordan II is the author of several books of poetry, fiction and creative nonfiction. He has also directed and written a few award-winning short, experimental films. Check out his latest book published January 2022, Gods Mourn Too: Essays on Writing and Questions for Thought.]