I tried to take a walk...

I tried to take a walk last nite,
but could only get a block away
before having to come back home.

I kept wanting to duck under trees -
the heavens seemed too big
for me to be out loose in the open.

I can remember when walking
under the stars was supposed to be romantic;
when stars were magical,
and someone hung the moon,
and the darkness was a cover for secrets,
and touches.

But now, the night is too large,
I feel exposed and vulnerable -
is my baby "up there",
is God frowning down at me?

The stars blink with my doubts,
the moon is too bright on my pain,
as I duck for cover.

Where are the answers?

Now is the time -
when my insides are spread out
all over God's wide open space -
now,

Now, is the time to answer me.
.