The soul has much to say
Ebony raindrop...
Did you
hear that?
The sound
of flesh
and bone
crashing against
reality
Misguided
star
Falling out
of His
favor
Jaded
angel
Forgetful
of purpose
lost in flight
Agent
of destruction
Internal
subterfuge
of my testimony…what's pure
Never felt
this low
The sun
so far away
like an ancient dream
A hunger
for His
forgiveness
A thirst
for His righteousness
Putting away
all my shame
Removing
myself from
the untouchable
Just wanting
to rest
in the place
I belong
Wellspring of humility
Opening
my eyes
Familiar surroundings
Incalculable
comfort
For every
abyss
imaginable
I fell into
the palm of His hand
Father...please
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