Love invades the heart, flooding the ruins.
Everything drenched and drowned!
Sick on the world’s wine,
I’ve stained myself with cheap desires;
brought home the stench of disreputable taverns.
Vulgar songs taint lips You have kissed.
Yet You open Your arms.
Whisper my pet name.
My heart breaks again along old fault lines.
On Your shoulder, I rest my head,
soaking Your sadra with tears.
O child of God, let His forgiveness unbind you.
You’re under His wing now, the Faithful One.
(from The Garden of Surrender, 2004)
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