We pass by
In the shadows
And as the day turns to night,
And the night again to day
Today, we say, we will be what we do.
And what will we do?
And what if, for even a breathe,
We could see ourselves as God does
Not built on our accomplishments
But in His image
Beautiful by design
Broken by the world
Broken, beautiful, and just
Living.
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