meditation on a line by toplady.

nothing in my hands i bring

they lie here empty
open
waiting

to be held

to be taken hold of
and led

to be filled

to be lifted up
by stronger arms

to be closed around
a promise
a gift
sorrow
joy
all of the above

to be

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