Life in Fullness, yet
I’m clutching shards
Of broken dreams
The sound of breaking glass still
Ringing in my ears
As high pitched silence suffocates
The old familiar fears.
I have become One
Knowing theory well
And yet unused to truth.
But I will yet stand up,
And search for more than this
Believing still You hold the key.
Dare I trust beyond myself?
And dare I find
The buried gift
The gold I lost – bartered away
By the greedy hands of reckless self?
I was left, clothed in ashes
A shadow aiming just to fade
Too lost, too sold
And yet you came.
So I will lay these fragments down
Exchange my dust for golden crown
And all the fullness
You still promise me.
Uncovering this buried gift
Of more than I could hope to spend
Encompassing each broken piece
In glowing clouds of healing grace.
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