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Saturday, August 20, 2011

The Cost of Faith

It cost me the self I hoped I would be…
It cost me the self I have yet to see…
It cost me the self others wish of me…

It cost me the self of pure fantasy…
It cost me the self of hideous reality…
It cost me the self that has never ceased to be…

It cost me the self of mistaken identity…
It cost me the self a grace kept selfishly…
It cost me the self hidden in soul’s mystery…

It cost me
It cost
            me

In dying to self, I have been born anew.

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