Worship

I don't know why I love you so
So much so desperately
Even hidden I can see you
My love exceeds woship that I do
Why this love is so gratifying
Why my heart is scared of this love
Mystery that exists 
Power that entails
Maddening passion and love I have for you
Your majesty scares me of expressing
Your honour and tests of fedility
Fears that pace the heart
Your love for us as creation
Prostrates my existance
You are that you are
What I am suppose to do with this love
Are unbearable as I can't embrace you
Shrouded by the cloak of sins
Under which I exist and live
Hidden by the necessaties I am surrounded by
My fickle moods and estranged thoughts
Struggle that is my condition
Worship that is this love....