Poetry from Dave Douglas

Designed to Love You

 

I was designed to love you, but —

Betrayal arrived with my first breath;

I committed treason on a cosmic scale

And for that I must be put to death.

 

I was designed to love you —

Molded clay from which I stand,

But I destroyed your masterpiece —

From Paradise to a wasteland.

 

I was designed to love you,

So I worked to gain your favor,

Then I carved gold into a calf

And glorified in all my labor.

 

I was designed to love you,

But I left you like a prostitute,

And wallowed with the swine

Until I was stubbornly destitute.

 

I was designed to love you

But I spat slander in your face,

Pounded the nails into your hands

And disregarded your embrace.

 

I was designed to love you, and —

Although you drew me to your waters

And I followed you out of the boat,

I denied you over, and over, and over …

 

A mystery from the beginning:

I was blind to your eternal view,

But because you loved me first

I am redesigned to love you!

 

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