O Homeless Heart,
may mine be yours
till you are not.

O Love, O Leap of Joy,
may yours be mine
till it is everyone’s.

O Broken Heart,
break wide in me,
that I may be made whole.

O Sorrowing Soul,
whose tears are love,
your grieving is my hope.

O Meekest One,
whose only might is not your own,
your powerlessness be my strength.

O Crucified God,
your death be my birth,
your risen life my life.

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
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