If
If my sinful scars were hidden
and I could away my selfishness
if I could look on others as my brother
wrest away entitlements...
If true love meant sacrifice
freely given without regrets
if I could marvel at creation
revel in sweet jasmine’s scents...
If I could flee lusts’ great temptations
follow in the narrow path
if stumbling blocks of fear and anger
were swept away into the past...
Then I could look into the mirror
see what I was truly meant to be
an image bearer borne from heaven
a reflection of His majesty...
For in so loving others as myself
a higher calling I will heed
and finding freedom in the giving
only then my spirit will be free.
Written on 10/24/2018
Copyright © Laura Leiser | Year Posted 2018
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