INDEPENDENCE DAY

By Lisa Huddleston

Letting go he fell
To the manger
The sea
The cross
The tomb
The sky
And glory

But I have grasping hands
That cling to
My will
My way
My purpose and
Meaning
No glory there
Until
I let go

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