in sajda
i know that i do not save myself
so how can i get anything else
life is out of my control
completely
and so is death
i am a servant
who did not choose to be born
and will not choose when, where, and how i will die
i did not fashion the canopy of trees
that dances
nor my eyes
by which i witness
everything
always
a gift
unearned
miracles in every moment
causing my heart to burst
from the Promise and the Threat
i seek refuge in You from You
upon him peace
A Mercy Case 
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