The darkness grows colder

Father, Father!!
How I cry to you,
How alone I feel, I know the darkness surrounds me, and I fear my light is fading.
With the darkness creeping ever closer, ever colder, I feel my bones drying up, and I fear them becoming like dust and blowing in the wind.
Father!
Help me!
My flesh is falling from my body, and my spirit is feeling the chill of your absence.
How I long for the warmth of your gaze.
How I crave the protection of your embrace,
My spirit flows out with my tears, falling to the ground, being sucked up by the parched earth
I crave the lightness that comes from your joy
Why is it hidden from me?
Father,
All that you created surrounds me
I see your gifts,
Yet your touch, which sustains me, is strangely absent from them
The winds buffet me, and I feel the dark dryness encroaching ever closer, ever deeper.
Father,

Father

Father!!