Dead Leaves

Isaiah 64:6 But we are all like an unclean thing, And all our righteousness are like filthy rags: We all fade like the leaf, And our iniquities like the wind, Have taken us away

Shades of gray deflect the light into  shadowy darkness, as bare branches, click like bones, bereft of skin and substance

Driving the beat while leaves that have fallen from grace, black with decay, whirl and spin in a hideous dance

Brought to life by anger, hurt, betrayal,  the building blocks of hatred, are  the offspring of sin

Fueled by compromise, the winds of pride have carried us into the land of death, will it tear us limb from limb

Or will we glimpse the Truth in the  ebb of night

That we are the problem, we’ve lost sight

That not on our merit, will we ever see the light of day

But by the hand of our Savior, will true Saints be made


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