Kneeling



I’m sorry

I’m tired

I’m sorry I’m tired

I should have given more

In better ways

To serve the Lord

The people of the Lord

The planet of

The Lord



And shall you forgive me

I think you shall

Because you’re perfect

At such things

And I am punishing myself

And you know that



And yet you love me

With a perfect love

Not to let me off the hook

Any more

Than to let me go



There’s color in repentance

Moving from

The black and white of sin

The stories in which

Color

Wondrously appears

As if we’d never known

Such a thing

Before



There’s texture

There are layers

In the Earth

They have colors

Too



Everything is better

We can hear

The colors

From within

And taste them on the surface

Through and through

We let

Everything improve

As health

After sickness

When we never thought

To feel

At all well

Again



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