Secret Soil [New Poem]
In the secret soil of the inner being Wisdom is implanted It is not a native vine But only grows by grace Seeds sown in the humus Of sin and shame Watered with blood and hyssop While God grows clean things A heart Broken Contrite Washed Willing Steadfast Delighted True One that is Never despised Upheld Offered anew
This poem was birthed out of a Lenten reflection on Psalm 51.
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