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Tuesday, September 11, 2012

aftermath

together
we work
twisting fallen branches
into shelter
sanctuary
for the wretched lost

no room
for anger and ego
no place for
such luxurious
self indulgences
as that

but for
perseverance, hope
and unfailing faith
there is
an infinite fortune
of welcoming space

for the wretched lost
we weave sanctuary
from fallen branches
unified by fire
together
we work

Rene~September 11, 2012
photo credit Rene

6 comments:

  1. amen. this is beautiful rene and really speaks to the spirit of rising up again in the after and the hope that can be found in that...

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  2. Aftermath .. especially today. Lovely poem, Rene.

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  3. Very nicely done...unified by fire....thank you..bkm

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  4. Oh, my.

    "for the wretched lost
    we weave sanctuary
    from fallen branches"

    At any time, this could be any of us.

    Hugs.

    Pearl

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  5. Beautiful - the human spirit that rises up in the aftermath to help each other. Love this!

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  6. And amid those branches we see those for what they are....and ourselves for who we are...


    amid black and white, true colors emerge.

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