a closet full of time

I’ve stored many garments
in the closet of time
Ones of worry and concern
that did not fit me well
I have tried to mend them
but my thread is too fine
and my needle too dull

My doubts interfere and I
fear for my body a lack
of clothes 👚
When in the distance a
field of lilies beckon me
“We never toil nor

spin our cloth
Yet in fine linen and
gold we are finely

dressed”
“Do not be afraid, for

a robe
of faith will be given
that fits you well”

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