Made, improved, remade again. I was a child and then grew. As an adult I learned to seek you, and was reborn.
I was criminal in my trangressions, and made amends. Now I try to heal my fellows.
From change to change, to change yet again. Who would imagine that today’s rebirth might be possible? Yet each day passes imperceptibly, each dawn the same as that before.
Make me into a slow revolution, Lord.