Here I am again

Collapsing into your arms

Broken and spent

Returning to the One who never leaves

I thought that by pursuing good things I would be fulfilled

Now I realise I was again filling an ocean sized hole

With raindrops

May I be filled by you

Made

Completely

Whole

By you

Scribe it into the sky

So when I look to it

Instead of raindrops

I will be reminded of the ocean I have.