570 - Leonard Cohen

now I have many strings to my bow
but the Lord - He is not one of them.
if I mark Him out - He is my foe
if I hunt Him down - I am driven

through a lifetime’s stampede and panic.
He is not my invisible friend.
He’s not misfortune’s car mechanic.
I cannot sense His hand in the trend

analysis modelling on my screen.
nor could you either - Israel’s great singer.
that makes two of us out of His scheme.
yet none among us sorry stringers

of lyre or bow - sang and danced for the Lord
with less thought for himself - or His applause.

Woodford Halse
29 August 2021