A river of peace floods my soul
Streams of mercy
Wash away impurities
A cleansing strips me
Down to my barest,
Most broken form
The edges of my heart
Are smooth
Not even a speck of dirt
Remains in my Spirit
This water is
Living
Breathing
Running
Speaking
Crying
Laughing
Mourning
Leaping
Once a place of
Stagnant drudge
This life water
Makes me whole.
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