Take this confusion

Take this confusion God,
close mist upon my mind,
and purse your lips
to whisper truths,
a clearer way to find.

And if the truths
be lost in fog and wander
slow and blind, then
purse your lips
and kiss your love,
sweet breath to clear my mind.

For on your own strong,
gentle breath, you carry
for all time, the power
to blow all doubt away,
that truth, itself, can find.

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