Written December 2006
Darkness in our hearts
Like the chill of a winter night
We tell our stories
Huddled around Amida’s fireside
In our togetherness
We suddenly remember:
Spring daffodils will come
In their own good time.
I Hear You Calling
Then the Lord said, Speak frequently upon these things….Darkness
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