At Your Table

An open door 

A comfortable chair 

Invite me in 

Teach me the value and the comfort 

Of being invited in 

And seated

There’s always a seat at Your table 

When the rain outside

Is like the sound of a crashing wave 

When I can’t find my place 

Sitting on an arm rest 

What feels like hanging by a ledge 

Is there really room for me 

Come make Your home in me 

But wait 

You already did 

Please don’t leave me on my own

(3/8/22)