to shine

dear God—

whatever it takes

whatever . . .


hitch my wagon
to Your star 

anchor my heart
in Your hands 

take my wings
position them
on air
show me how 

to flex these hopes
to pulse the sky
to read the waters
to hide in plain sight
not fear the light


and mostly,

to shine 

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