I know you don’t come as easy as some but I will watch and pray.
The thoughts in my mind and the feelings in my eyes have swayed and swayed.
All the while beside me your presence has stayed.
Your body broke for me, your blood flowed for me.
I lift my being up to you, and we are in harmony.
Yet the sacrifice breathes and on my own, has tried to be free.
You walked on the water and I am being tossed by the waves.
My eyes see well the absence of what is humble and brave.
Can they see well your eyes from which this world will be saved?
I look into your eyes again and I see many a crimson string.
From whence come the melodies of your reconciling.
And I did not think the sound could cause such a stirring.
My mind thinks and my eyes know that you are worth everything.
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