The
groaning
dem chains
the
groans
dem
bonds
moaning
in the morning sky
dem
chains
The
sound is too great,
overwhelming
the soul
dem chains
He
moves to open
the
newspaper; despite
a
strong will and
fierce
determination,
he
leaves it untouched.
The
groans, ignored,
do
not stop.
He
turns his face
to
the wall but sleep
does
not come
until
he understands
the
groaning are
an
indication of hope,
his
own hope,
for
the hopeless
do
not groan.
The
groanings of the hopeful
are
realized this day.
It
is not only redemption
it
is not only salvation
it
is also restoration
this
day, the restoration
amid
the groaning.
It
is here:
this
day.
Photograph by Anna Langova via Public
Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
2 comments:
Thank you, Glynn.
Christmas blessings, Glynn. Thank you for all that you share through your well-crafted words.
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