Shattered by the gifts you give
My capacity is so outlived
I reach for the more I have each day
Awakened by your quiet breath
That guided me to my own death
So I listen for your whisper when I pray
In awe of the way you flow
Obviously you’re letting go
So easily it seems you’ve overcome
Words bring peace straight to my heart
Then lead me to where I must start
If my desire is to be the righteous one
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
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