Repentance
Sitting in my incompleteness
surges of light strike my pain,
a drop of mercy's liquid balm
washes over me again..
His love fills me with His essence
my nostrils breath in His fire,
casting off darken restraints
for a call that's so much higher.
Ripen my fruit till plump
with pulp so sweet and true,
build me up in completeness
a completeness made by you.
No longer can I remain
as I once was known to be,
for time has proven awkward
for a simpleton like me.
eLtrybe
surges of light strike my pain,
a drop of mercy's liquid balm
washes over me again..
His love fills me with His essence
my nostrils breath in His fire,
casting off darken restraints
for a call that's so much higher.
Ripen my fruit till plump
with pulp so sweet and true,
build me up in completeness
a completeness made by you.
No longer can I remain
as I once was known to be,
for time has proven awkward
for a simpleton like me.
eLtrybe
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