A thousand little deaths
To anger, fear, and jealousy
Upon my human breaths
Each day I strive to die
To the god of self-control
Accepting I belong to you
For you can make me whole
Each day I strive to die
To the guilt of human err
I turn to your forgiveness
Surrendering in prayer
Each day I strive to die
To the limits of my knowing
Succumbing to the mystery
Of seeds that you are sowing
Each day I strive to die
I gain new life in you
For in ev'ry little death
Love makes its debut
-C. O'Connell-
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