I float atop the water
Breathing life to all who worship me.
Time is but a number
But numbers have no meaning to me.
My love is my work
But my work doesn’t always love me.
Numerous are my names
But they’re not always said to glorify me.
And yet I don’t complain
I take the pain so that you may be free to worship me.
Even if one strays
I turn back to find the one who accepted me.