My Journey HOME




I wake up, I bathe, I clean,
I wear clothes, I wear perfumes.
I put on my shoes, I present without flaws,
I walk, I drive, and I listen.

I bow, keep my hand, and I kneel,
I stand, and I close my eyes.
To you, I am praying,
To you, I joyfully sing.

I feel, I long, and hurts are gone,
I cry, I wipe my tears and feel I haven’t fun.
But I bow, and I pray with all my heart,
Hurts are gone, and love discerns.

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