My feet above the grave a Lil one whose feet were quiet enough to tip toe past the noise of this world
How I wish I had one audience
One chance to breathe into her dry bones
These gifts that you have bestowed upon me let them not perish within me
Afford me the opportunity to give your breath once again
To believe in miracles again
To believe in the miracle of second chances
Let not my heart grow cold with every passing day
Show me mercy and renew a right spirit within me
My castle is overgrown and my gardens have laid waste
But breathe in me again and I will stand upon hinds feet again
I will walk among the lilies and call for my beloved
Answer when I call and remember me again
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