Starless Skies Poem by Rebecca Navarre

Which way shall I go, when I'm
barefooted, and the river is so shallow
and low?
Which spot on the mountain shall I stand,
when the mountain is a mole hill, and my
heart is in my hands?
Where in the meadow shall I stray, when
I feel so lost, and the clouds are so dark
and gray?
When the forest is silent, thick and deep,
and I feel so ignorant and weak, which
star should I look to, which star should I
seek?
When I'm in tears and on my knees to pray,
with a mind that's in disarray, and my heart
is at a loss of words, oh, Dearest Lord, what
do I say? ..

*But, at least I know, you know my heart, and
love me anyway.