What ifs might beat the rewards we find in bliss

What if You chose to make me
like You,
more than You chose to make
me pleased
with never feeling the need
to question
the sanity of Your behavior or
ask why
Your heart doesn’t agree
with mine.
Maybe change, when You
bring it,
is more useful
and precious
than a thousand days
of bliss
that never get me
any nearer
to Your heart than I was the
day before.