Friday, July 4, 2014


I know of only one way to keep this joy-come-down

It’s not circumstance, nor favors done, nor wisdom’s shallow gain,

 No accomplishment or guilt assuaged can to this gift lay claim

But rather faith, which, holding true

Brings holiness from me and you.

With open eyes, and scarred hands,

We serve.

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