When will it end?

This looking for food

I scavenge the ground

And eat rotten fruit

That falls outside Your walls

When will I simply love You

And move into the garden?

What I refuse

You will use to surround me

I spit out Your seeds

And You grow all around me

Even my poison flowers in You

When will I simply love you

And move into the garden?

When will it end?

You keep looking for food

I should be shrinking

To fit in Your palm

I should be rising

Up to your lips

Lucky for me

You scavenge the ground

And eat rotten fruit