God’s Sequential Birthday

God does not stray for long.
She visits me in my vortex
of unreasonable diminishing sense of self.
I just assume not see Her.
She can be intimidating, always there
looking at me as though she expects
great things from me. I am not
one to complain too harshly, well,
that is not true / I can complain
from time to time, but should I
complain to God about Her constant
presence? I do not think that would be
a wise thing to do
Let Her sing me apart.
Put words into my mouth and my heart.