Hello loved ones, here’s a poem for you.
psalm 14
Morning:
Out of nothing
Your lips lifted light and life:
a promise that even when
all is lost,
You find us.
Out of corruption
Your body bought perfection:
a promise that even when
all is corrupt,
You bind us.
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