I have walked a long way
Through mud created by rains
Of pain and my own tears,
Through dreams fallen like leaves
Now decomposing on the ground
Among selfish desires now slain.
A long road of glass shards
And heart fragments left behind,
My bare feet torn and bleeding
As I reach the room, exhausted.
The floor of grace so clean
I hardly dare to touch it,
Yet you beckoned me forward,
A pure white towel in hand.
Sitting down in forgiveness, I see
Your intention; unbelievable, humble
And I know I don’t deserve it.
My tears of relief and repentance
Match your sweet tears of love
As you take my unclean foot
And wash away the stubborn muck,
Bring to light the sweetest purity
That only your could reveal.
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