I Have Fallen, But You Remain. Always
If I stood before you as Adam did,
Before the fall, feeling no shame,
I could, again, be at peace.
Instead, more than just my heart
Has been exposed.
My soul has been ripped open,
Torn apart. Left unguarded.
Even, too, my body lingers
Frail, and assailable.
You see me. Fully.
And you know who I am. Truly.
And that’s enough to break me,
At times.
Yet, you still regard the depths of
My anguish,
You still release the coldness of
My despair.
You enfold me within your silence,
And enrobe me with your grace.
I am, once more,
Made whole, thereby.
Even as I seize this moment.
Even as I grasp, yet again,
Your peace.
Peace
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