22.10.2024
Each day I offer gratitude As I struggle on the way Unconsciously, often rude, In the movements of the day. Help me overcome each flaw Of being as I limp towards Thee, For I am injured from the raw Violations of sanctity, The rub of every hate-filled being, And the force of worldly greed. Instill in me a deeper seeing, Plant in me divinity's seed.
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