Goodness

I used to try to be good.
But I don’t do that anymore.
Since I don’t know what is good.
God is good. That I know.
And I trust the thing that I am
Because I am not my own creation.
And it seems that though I am not good
That goodness still visits me to spite myself
And I am grateful for that. 
And yet, I also do not throw off inhibition
Because I do love goodness.
I love each lovely thing
That I have always loved.
I cling to every beautiful virtue that I can.
And I let go of the things that I can’t cling to
Trusting that in time they will come to me
To spite my imperfection. In other words,
I believe that He is doing a work in me
And I trust the process.