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Album: Still Waters
We believe...we,
I am not alone, but I stand responsible for me,
We believe: a verbal statement connecting the words of my head with the living actions of my flesh,
We believe,
Not winsome and romantic,
Not smooth and polished like a gemstone, but organic and life-giving, like compost, Permeating ripe smells of a good harvest past, and the potential of future harvest,
We believe,
Bombs blow, stress strangles,
Power-possessors hoard, so some have none, yet we believe,
I will not allow circumstantial hurricanes to pry from my clenched fists the rope that tethers me and you, and our souls, Godward.
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Thanks so much for this poem. It is sometimes difficult to get through these poems without crying. The are so tender and full of mercy, grace and strength esp in a place called China - Jan 2013
