to the questions of lostness
"who am i"
"where am i"
You say,
"you are Mine.
My child."
in this hopeless
will-less
directionless
heart
just like the course of a river
its width
or its depth
changes
from small chisels of rock being peeled away
or after a huge storm
You're changing
my heart
chiseling my mind
in this shell called my self
You fill me with Your Spirit
Your love
Your purpose
it still feels impossible
i still don't know anything
but help me to cling to You...
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