I recognize my adeptness of being firstly to believe
That You are disappointed in me;
While still conversely believing that You see
Every frame within me with a vast eye of
Mercy and grace and...joy.
There is a tenderness in Your gaze
And a fire that burns to see me grow and bloom.
The truth of me and the truth of You
Are always present in Your sight
No matter the thickness of the veil over mine.
So I put down the need to perform
And turn away from the lie of perfection;
Truly, thinking that I could possibly be
Like You, without You.
Because I love You
And want to give You all of me.
I love You and want to give You all of me.
