A privilege
To be
So loved
By you
And I
Can’t count
The ways
In which
You continue
To show
Your Presence
Even as
I’m consumed
By worries
You’re keenly
Aware of
Redirect my
Tired soul
And give me
Beauty
Replacing
The struggle
With only
A peace
That belongs to
You
The Holy One
O Merciful One
Visit me
And give me
What I need
Even as
I resist
Every day
It seems
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