Lessons

You reign on this road ahead
I say as I tread
Scold me and shake me
Tatter, please break me
If I run from the way that's Yours

I will listen all the more
Cry out and implore
Seeking, prostrating
Still and awaiting
The knowledge of the will that's Yours

Each lesson suited just right
Still I choose to fight
The cleanse undoing
Birthing, renewing
My reflection to be as Yours