I did not lose my coin, I gave it.
Gave it into your hands for keeping,
trusting that you would weigh its value.
Head held high, I gave it.
Knowing the truth of my relenting, repenting, unburdening.
I gave it to you for always.
How can I now take back the gift? Question the way?
Unearth the treasure from its burial place?
Only you and I can walk this road until its end.
Only I and you can take the step that’s called for
next.
Into your hands, for loving.
Worthless woman? Worth more than thousands of sparrows you said.
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