kneeling, praying
praising, that sudden
burst of joy
lighting on my heart
that's when I know...
He's overthrown my
inner czar, a spiritual
coup has eroded my
authority and my soul
celebrates the temporary
end of it's enslavement
free to savor the fruit
all of me is toppled
except my ability to
open doors for him
my humbler heart a servant
my pride His plunder
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