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My head is fogged with tears that haven’t reached my eyes
Leaving me feel anxiety deep inside
Swirling around like a snow globe filled with glitter
Slipping from my hands
One drop and it
S. H. A. TT. E. R. S.
Everyone knows you are not with me.
I prefer that they believe so,
This way you become everything,
I taste you in every meal,
i add all of you to everything I do, you shine in my word and we savour each other in aloneness in your being the centre of absence.
if to die little deaths on the daily
is what beckons My Spirit to Life
then I’ll die until I am no longer
to let You within me come Alive

if to open my heart to my neighbors
is the only Commandment I have
then I’ll open it wider than ever
to let You give me strength that I lack

if to put myself into the darkness
is the calling You’ve placed on my heart
then I’ll sing to the beat You made for me
to come find You when I fall apart
“Я каждый день умираю: свидетельствуюсь в том похвалою вашею, братия, которую я имею во Христе Иисусе, Господе нашем.”
‭‭Первое послание к Коринфянам‬ ‭15:31
Human nature
  far from being a treasure
My enemy I clearly understand
   with my friend, I know not where I stand
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