Lame, exiled, filled with grief
You gather the weak
to become mighty warriors
But first they must suffer
Be sent into exile
Where you plan to rescue
and then to redeem.

We can’t understand it
Your thoughts and your planning
But long to be ready
for the call to rise up.

from Micah 4

Thanks for heart-composting with me! I appreciate your words.

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