Refinery
Refinery
For every truth I’ve sought, and found
I then discerned more lies around;
For every grace I got from God,
Received a scourging with His rod.
For love, and friends, and company,
Night vigils, fasts, and agony.
For coming closer to the Light,
My sins exposed upon the height;
Once mere clay, and sod, and mold,
Now glitter precious flecks of gold.
JVB Orlando, FL 1994
Copyright © Judyth Vary Baker | Year Posted 2010
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