Unworthy Ruins

Peace, one and all…

When You bring me low,
humbling me in the dust
of this good earth,
it is only that You might
raise me anew once more.

When You destroy
the works of these hands,
bringing to naught my every effort,
it is only that You might restore
them again in Your loving embrace.

Beloved, You alone have the right
to demolish this house of me.
Only You
could build a palace
from my unworthy ruins.

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