My very Life ...
which the Father gave to me
A gift begotten freely
Like sunshine Like air
a beauty so fair
A hidden hand turns the wheel
A ghost in the machine gives free will
A spirit a zephyr a holy something
A freedom to do almost anything
including sin
Though a true believer would not sin
And I pray I am not one prey to whims
And such is the life of a priest
a sufferring a devout amoung the least
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