Dust on the Concrete

You are treasured, you are sacred, a peculiar person, chosen and redefined, a part of the great masterpiece, a task so critical, so essential, to be entrusted to you and only you, and you're so capable of handling it. It's all in you.

Hem me in and break me out
Let everything else that matters become insignificant
Tilt my head to your grace only
To do your will completely
So after everything is said and done
after I've been well conditioned
You bend me till I feel like I could break
and then I begin to find my spine
and start to rise to your beckoning.
Leaving the rest behind.
Leaving me behind.
I need to leave me behind.

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