Let your thoughts penetrate my open mind.
Oh, Lord, sow your words in me like a seed.
Just a small seed of truth that you will find
Grows once inside, to fulfill my deep need.
It might hurt at first, but I will not die.
And this slight pain will grow to deep delight.
Euphoria more than any drug’s high
As the belt which constrains me is untied.
I’ll lie back, relax, let it sink in
Let the rhythm of your words set me free.
I will absorb them again and again
‘Till they are a light by which I can see.
Faith will pour, as from a wound as it bleeds.
And the blood will be ink, to darken these sheets.
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