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Jul 2018
one slender shoot
growing through the
shadows of serpentine weeds
the blackest of stones
in shrouds of whole brilliant suns
nectarine fire in tongues of holy flame
in the grain of dormant seeds
within creatures
sleeping, waiting to be saved
For the people who walked in darkness have seen a great light, those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness, on them has light shone.

Isaiah 9:2
Written by
RJW  27/F/the edge of the earth
(27/F/the edge of the earth)   
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