Art of Hearing My Voice

Art of Hearing My Voice

At the start of a sentence are you aware of my word?

Vaguely, as in a dim mirror, I said.

As is with love.

It starts with a bang and ends in pain,

It starts with beauty and ends in sacrifice,

It ends with grace and starts with good God’s hand upon you.

It ends with grace and starts in the ground,

It starts with growth and ends with good fruit,

It starts with ripening fruit and ends in death of an apple tree,

It starts with fruit that is sold and ends with death of the sold.

I am not a force of spirit and then dead in the grave of history.

I AM who I say I am.

Rend my name glorious.

Rend it true.

I live in the light of my son,

You do too.

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