yet again
at His door
For the Lord so loved me
He takes me in .
Into His sanctum
I unfold
the stains
the wage of my deeds, on
the vulnerable cuff
the spineless collar.
He sprinkles
the Holy water
purging, cleansing
me.
Returned
into the willy-nilly world
Born again
spotless and pristine
a whiff
of innocence and purity
till
another day
another struggle
to stay unsullied.
Willy-nilly
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