51
written by: Francisco Bravo Cabrera
I raise my arms to touch the blessed air that gives me life,
and I feel its heaviness…
Filled with music, thoughts, ambitions, and prayers,
I ask for compassion.
I have many faults, but with these faults I was born and
yet, I ask forgiveness…
I open my eyes wide to look upon the resplendence of the sun,
and I know that you desire sincerity…
I bow my head
In submission?
Respect?
You can cleanse my unclean heart and make me pure.
There is joy in contemplation and wisdom in hope and
yet I ask forgiveness…
My bones are crushed under the weight of a thousand atmospheres
that circle wildly round my soul, perhaps they’ll let me speak…
Heal my bones so I can dance,
cleanse my heart so I can love again.
Shelter me from evil and
Let me dance!
Let me fly under the blue of heaven,
and swim beneath the blue of the sea, and
yet I ask forgiveness…
A teacher not a prophet,
not a counsellor, nor a vengeful deity…
You stand on the rolling hills, the gardens you’ve created,
and you walk upon the mountains at the bottom of the sea.
You’ve rescued me from doubts and insecurities,
from broken bones.
From wars I came and you washed my bloodstained hands.
You accepted my love and not the sacrifice I was preparing,
and scrubbed clean my heart, lightened my thoughts,
renewed my will and paved my road towards eternity.
For this I thank you blessed one, the one, The Whole, and
yet I ask forgiveness…
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
Knowing and recognising our human qualities, faults, and our differences are part of growing, learning, and developing. Knowing that we are created in the image of God is a blessing.
I am from Valencia, Spain.
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