mistaken, misdirected, and ignored,
he saw and turned, blushed then poured.
he poured until it was built, complete,
pride flowed with none to compete.
how does it happen?
from where does it sneak?
oh how mistaken?!
he made it what its not,
deception was his lot.
he hoped an illusion,
an empty dream his conclusion.
is the pride so sly?
is the man so blind?
oh how mistaken?!
an idol born,
with innocence sworn.
a dream; no a passion, a desire,
how deep, thick the mire!
must i remain?
will You forgive?
i was so mistaken!
his way is waning,
and heart is fainting.
You must draw near,
come close, come cheer!
You do forgive!
he is so blind, so mistaken
but You do heal!
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