When I look to you, I am forced to loo within myself.
When I pray for favor, I must find my own solutions.
To be your child is to also be you, to be your servant I must also service others.
I must live you, not just worship and praise.
There are no excuses upon the righteous path.
The canvas of this life and the next must be painted by my own hand.
For it is you that guides me, because we are one.
You and I.
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