Bring this meekness to the fore.
Yes gracious God, hide me more!
A hushed stream paradise-bound.
Time's; gently rafting ashore.
Share we a moment do that bird
That shred of living and I.
Banked on our blustery worlds
To see it, the Folly fly.
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