To my Father

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Why do I praise the Lord?
What do I mean by it?
     I mean I praise being able, not fearful
     I praise rescue from abandonment
     I praise becoming free, no longer in a trap
Yet I also praise the abandonment that makes the rescue sweet,
And the trap that when opened makes us long to see others free,
     I praise being given a hand
     And I praise giving a hand,
So do we not worship at the same mount, father,
     Do we not drink from the same fount?




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please keep writing

when the acid of your past pain turns
to lasershooting diamonds
we all benefit