Routine

Boring, everyday, commonplace
These things aren’t what stirs us
What gets us up on our feet
These routine things don’t
Make us passionate.
They make us tired
God, forgive us
We let You become routine
There is nothing okay
About that. There just isn’t
You created everything
We are dust and you made us
How could anything
About that ever become
Just another routine?
And yet it has.
Forgive us!
You are not routine
You are everything

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