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My Prayer before the Cross

October 4, 2019

Uncovered and cold,

worn thin, about to corrode,

I stumble through life’s gray days.

 

Kneeling in desperation,

frantic for a breath of consolation,

I expose my heart to divinity and beg:

 

Penetrate me with silky peace;

wrap me in love’s comforting fleece.

Mold my broken pieces into fresh clay.

 

Grace lands lightly,

singing sweetness that delights me.

I arise one with creation,

         

 

barefoot in dawning transformation.

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