Gather by daffodill

Gather

Gather all my tears,
hold them
take away the bitterness
Transform them into a beautiful perfume
of worship to you.
Then when I put aside self and pain
can healing begin
and I can do the work to which you have called me.
Only then can I see beyond the rust and pollution
see your glory
and receive your peace.
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