In drowning I finally die
Contrition triumphs to slay my pride
And when my lungs finally hush
A new song rebirths
This song in waters only You hear
A longing call for Purity lowering
Sorrow’s ocean turns from salt to sweet
Healing in fresh waves
No longer drowning but drinking
Each Mercy in every pristine ripple
Tears I’ve wept now nurse me well
I’m nursed by Contrition and Love
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