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Aug 2016
082216

Many crowns I once wore
I thought once;
Until my head got hit, several times.
More than a migraine of hopelessness,
More than those thick clouds
That blocks the sun today.

You have written Your Words into my heart
That I may not sin against You.
But somehow, I've forgotten You;
This pain of getting too many crowns,
I became a clown w/ so many frowns.

Your crown of thorns,
Isn't it my victory?
That You died for me
That Your love was so selfless
That You unfold my loss
So I could gain Your cause.

I'm on my knees
But still, You saw me in glittered tears.
And so I asked,
"How come You're still rescuing me?"
You saw me in my mess,
And told me, I'd passed the test;
In my brokenness, I long for You
In my weaknesses, I thirst for more of You.

Now I release everything;
Those crowns that I've kept so much,
Those crowns that I prayed for years.
Unto Your feet, I lay down defeats.
They're not for me, but You are for me
You call me by name,
You're my crowning glory.
The Poetic Architect
Written by
The Poetic Architect  F/PPC Palawan, Philippines
(F/PPC Palawan, Philippines)   
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