Be My Movement

The last line..*sigh* love it. 🙂

with no one but Me.

If I must be a tree,
Let me change with Your seasons.

If I must be a rock,
Will You mold me with Your wind?

If I was born to be a cliff,
Carve my edges with Your ocean.

Oh God be my movement,
Be the place where I begin.

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