I surrender somewhere between
perfection and wanting more.
Between the window
and the door.
He washes me
clean
from a past
that would leave
too many ghosts
that used to call me home.
His mercy found me
cradled and bound me
in a grace I can now
call my own.
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Succinct and beautiful — it consist of a natural flow.
Thank you, James. I’m honored you enjoyed it. 🙂