How it looks

Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.

 

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You wake this morning things look the same

but some kind of disturbance behind you dark a thick net

an impossibility a trap sprung now and harmless nothing so different

no drama but a not aloneness a peace you can't quite name

Things look the same but what if this is how it looks

standing in the door of your tomb looking out at the new life?

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Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve

__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net

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