the water
stirred
is murky
all the junk
all the debris and floatsom
obscuring
my view
and so i keep
stirring
stirring
wanting so badly
to see myself
clearly
It is when i sit
quietly
it is when it wait
upon the Sacred
that the waters quiet
clear
and I can see
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Lord, help me to take time
this day
to breathe
to look deeply
to see
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