Fallow 89
The sun is shining
There's more wind than usual
Like waves in the sky
Good Friday echoes
With timing lost overtime
But these ears listen
Many perspectives
But the written word remains
And within it, hope
Hope for the future
Hope that steps are not in vain
Hope that test will end
For how much greater
Will love be when seen first hand
Not just imagined?
When wishful thinking
Becomes the comforting breast
On which my head lays
So thoughts still spiral
The wind swells to set them straight
But mind rests on you
May it rest with you?
Side by side and step by step
Amidst (gentle/thorough) storm?
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