Pouring Out:

There was a freedom unlike any other
the fire trees spread,
the smoke as God
An iron-flame

The fire would touch
our weary minds.

And our flesh would return as
new as new-is newly born.

After the labor
After the travailing cry
After the push

peace for every nation would come…~your kindness sister Krissy Mosley


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