Fallow 275

The sun is shining
Why does this feels so novel
On a day like this?

For me much the same
But words imagined and inked
Suggest path differs

Time makes this easy 
Authority until times
Make half time perfect

It's not up to me
These things imaginary
Until they're agreed

So I stain pages
With truths raw and unfettered
Wrestling with God

Meet me at my strength
Feed the white wolf but do not
Let the dark perish

A cup of water
A safe space to escape storm
A door always marked

Work will continue
Even if its form transmutes
Until she can ask
(Until she is found)
(Until knock is heard)

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