Far As The Curse Is Found

The recesses of our own souls are far, far away
And deep, so deep we could fall our whole lives and not reach bottom
So before I look out
For weakness
Fear
Failure
Want
I must look in
I must face my own far and wide
When I do, hope will be found somehow
In knowing my own overcoming
And believing the same for others
Because the curse is found far and near
Shallow and deep
And God is there, too
All the beauty of the whole universe
Beside my weakness
Fear
Failure
Want
Wrapped up with the curse
Hugging it out