Will you?

Will you not believe me when I say that God is not conservative?

Will you stone me when I speak of words to good to be true?
Will you hate me when I speak of hope that seems to have withered with your last attempt to just not die within?

Will you not understand when I try to communicate my heart?
Will you not surrender the pain that you are pretending not to carry?
Will you not allow yourself to try that which seems impossible and uncomfortable even when you have nothing to lose?

Will you be willing to not ‘will on your own’ anymore, if it can give you life?