It was a disconnected light, un-renewed

and abandoned, laboring to produce

gray from cold morning shadows;

leafless branches stretch out, separating

earth from sky.


Songs of preparing and moving lift

from homes and streets. A fresh start

blesses the soul in search of a brighter

path than what appears before them.


What gains befall us if we fail at the

challenge? What mountains can be

climbed before we arise?


“My help comes from the Lord,

who made heaven and earth.”





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