Potential Energy

These grinding bones
Have ground me down
Weighted still,
Full and round,
With future endeavors.

Please forgive
These heavy days,
Moping, groping,
To find my way
Back to passionate.

It doesn’t matter-
My changing positions
Because You are the God
Of every transition,
And even in this twisted state,

I am still Yours.

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