There is a peace in the unbalance of stones at river bottom
Calm in the wind shifting
Tipping the body
Oh how I’d love
To recommit all my sins
In their raw sublime
You are the earth like everything before you
What you touched, you needed once
God called your name only once
There is a peace in reconciliation with what is
Calm in despair that is only
The shifting wind as it whispers.
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