the Ocean is heaving
its Waves upon the shore
like the weight
of the World
the Birds are weaving
their way through the storm
like a spate
of flags unfurled
the Skies are grieving
their rain upon the Earth
like the tears
of the Creator
and my Spirit is believing
the pain of new Birth
(like our fears
of an annihilator)
is the precursor
to the Joy
of new Life.
#70wordprayers #ThoughtsOnAStormyMonday #FearIsTheBeginningOfWisdomButNotItsEnd
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