From broken feathers
To turbulent altitudes
A glide from my mess
To the realm of sanctity.
Divine light casting brightly,
The beacon of guidance
On tattered paths of shame
Leading me home to Thy grace.
Purging my heart of impurities
From the tranquil waters of joy
Freeing me from lustful desires
To fly freely like a seraph.
Away from familiar pain
To the shade of the Lord
Where joy drips in droplets
To douse the flames of hopelessness.
From tearful eyes of sadness
To gleaming smiles of a happy heart
I found a place of solace
Deep in the Lord's heart.
Lescano Ilimi Jnr
#TheServant
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