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It’s a simple question… do you love me?
It’s a time to say how much I do…
The story never seems to be right…
When I just pretend to follow you…

Willing blinded by my desires
Willing blackened the beauty of your truth
When I look at evidence behind me..
Could I say I followed you?

How do you say I follow
When you see the evidence of all
My worries, my striving, my driving
To be more, say more, be the end-all

So many have told me to sit in silence
To watch the beauty of your ways
To see Your hand in daily splendor
Of a tree, a leaf or a simple gaze

You love me still, it humbles me
Only makes me desire you more
Your kindness going beyond my simple thoughts
Your kindness leading me to Your truth…