September 30, 2007

Chosen One

I hesitate to look back
Somehow needs keep reappearing
Insisting they belong to me
Craving more love and approval
I long to escape myself again

I was curled up
Fast asleep
In the palm of His hand:
While grace trains my hands for war
I put life away until tomorrow
I forgot this world is a game to be played
I forgot to strive for approval one more time
I forgot to be perfect today

But I learned how to dream
I watched as the light faded
Breaking what was incomplete
Decorating it with righteousness
To accomplish an unknown redemption
Painting it with the fragrance of wisdom
And unveiling the solution

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