See that you are dressed for action.
And have your lamps lit.
In our hearts we all fear rejection.
We almost wonder if we will make it.

Keep the door unlocked.
He may come anytime.
Are we always ready, the cupboard well stocked.
Or are we in this game part time.

I dreamt I was reading the Gospel.
I stumbled and stuttered the writing come and went.
Nothing was simple.
Disgusted out they all went and I left the tent.

But when I finally succeed or fail.
There I know will be the one to tell the tale.