Each wave I see configures me, I am a vessel most divine. Easter morn and humility Are my spirit's inner sign
But outwardly I am no more Than a walking shadow moving slow And yet I have been here before Learning slowly how to grow
Into the image He has cast Compassionately as with all Who would the shackles of the past Discard on hearing the inner call
Undisturbed and filled with calm Melodious as a simple psalm.
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