"Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen."
- Hebrews 11:1 -
Flawed, we long for perfection.
Sunken, we hope to rise.
Our sorrow drives us toward joy.
Struggling, we desire rest.
Our pain craves comfort,
Stabbing hunger, food.
Where is the wonder
To relieve our boredom?
The purpose to our wandering?
Soothe our poverty with true wealth.
Loosen the vise, sever the bonds.
Empower us to move and stretch.
Parched, frustrated, confused, exposed.
Grant us drink, freedom, clarity, shelter.
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