Mistakes are for all lives to face.
As lessons we learn are filled with grace.
Absolute is ineffenable.
And finite is inevitable.
Will never be perfect,
yet you say I'm worth it.
My belly is full, blessesing to you.
Don't get me wrong, for this I praise you in song.
Could you, if you would...
My plate is full I have had all that I can take. My heart is way past it's break.
Head, and shoulders... As heavy as boulders.
A deluge of tears, as I feel my fears, taking my strength and all my wonder.
I surrender now as to come out of this blanket,
of weakness and bleakness.
In hopes to find a moment of quiet and to return to thy meekness.
This is where we all belong, out of this illusion without confusion. near the water just by the sea between hanging on and letting it be.


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