spring cleaning

unclutter my crowded mind
and unsink their teeth
for my soul is weary of the mess i’ve made,
biting more than i’d rather chew
on meat not meant to consume;

how it consumes!

You work beyond me,
snatch the words of praise from my mouth
let them be Yours!

You know beyond me,
glimpses of wisdom, flashes of truth
let it be from You!

You are beyond me,
yet not far from,
close to,

let me join You.

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