I’m Sorry

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I am not a mechanism, a tool
Some structure
By which, if you employ, you may use to heal old wounds

Nor are you for me
These scars have nothing to do with you
You may not attend to them

While I hunger
While you hunger
We are not consumables

We are afire
We are to touch and be touched
While considering what time has in mind

And All The People Said

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Let the sounds in — all of them!

Have them ramble around, bouncing off the humidity-coated walls

See which ones bust through stop signs and find rhythm with bird songs

Find which ones look like quiet conviction and calls to action

Then mull about together, dialogue, and make sense of this world with them

Create order from disorder and call it good again

At the end of the day, we must

Open Eyes Grateful Spirit

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You creatures scurrying about the green, soaring through the blue and reaching through the grey, I cherish you.

You sustain the creature holding this pen, elate each heartbeat and applaud a good path.

You Leader Creator, you humble peace-seeker and we creatures -we make a grand team.

James 1:17

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