I speak

to the words that have moved me

that have spoken faith

hope

truth

freedom

love

I speak

to the words that have hindered me

that have spoken hurt

lies

regret

fear

failure

I speak

to the words that have inspired me

that have stirred me to do

go

see

knock

try

I speak

to the words that have bound me

that have kept me in darkness

despair

uncertainty

frustration

self-pity

To the “symphony true”

To the “sigh of the oppressed creature”

To the “as I believe the sun has risen”

To the “I have a dream”

To the “Leap of faith”

You are not enough.

To you all I say, “Be still!”

Be still

Before the greater Word.

For He comes like a reaper

Who has let the grain

Grow up together

With the weeds.

Now he is ready

To harvest and bundle what is His

And burn the rest.



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