The silence of my name.

I waited for God to call me, to yell out my name
For I thought that was my aim
I cried to God to call me, to shout out my name
Because I thought in it was no shame
I pleaded with God to call me, to sputter out my name
In it I saw my fame
I argued with God to call me, to bring out my name
Thinking that was the game
But maybe it’s not my aim, or fame, or game
And in it I find my answer, in the silence of my name