Home In Your Scars
How shall I ignore the more
for the less
I come here needy and sore
ready to confess
Build me a home in your scars
take me in your wounds
I promise to unseal the jars
I have made your tomb
I will not ignore the joyous sound
of all Creation
I give my self up as Love abounds
breaking up my stagnation...
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