Peeks Through Clouds

An effort to brighten darkness with gentle humor and loving truth... a desire to discern both love and truth more and more clearly when I gaze toward Glory... and a spirit-name, properly descriptive, unrequested but received, my own.

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Sunday, January 01, 2012

'12

they thought it came
as they celebrated
with noise and dance and drink
before death-deep dreamless sleep
but here
as first light glistens
on monuments to the dead
here
as prayers and songs of the living
rise through tall trees
here
as the sun breaks the horizon
here
as the mercies of God are renewed
the new year begins
here

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