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My Feet Of Clay.

I feel blessed in the company you offer,

the simple acts of mercy, forgiveness

and to listen without judgement is

something I can only ever hope to emulate,

albeit in way that never steps on your toes,

for who am I

but  a fool with clay feet

to hope that that I could match

your abiding, soaring

spirit that lights a beacon

far beyond the walls of Leith.

 

Calm assuredness,

a way with kind words

in which I feel that I am not being