Turned

Use my hands 

and use my heart

This world, though good, 

is miles apart from you. 

I see that Love 

has set me free. 

With certainty,

I thought I knew

that passions sown

and wealth accrued

I'd find true peace

Instead, my innocence

Had ceased. 

Like raindrops scattered

Upon the ground,

Your grace shone through

your victory found

In joy and light

You cured my dark

Obstructed sight. 

Grant to me

all that I'll need 

And take it all

And plant in me 

a seed of hope. 

Through pain, I'll

Thrive, not merely cope

In you, who fashioned

All I am. 

I place my trust,

Within your hand 

Of life and death

My soul is cleansed

Upon your breath. 

Take from me

This broken crown

Of errors, follies

And failures all 

around. I feel as if

My knees have cause

To kneel.