Slowly Withering

16 March 2020

One flower blooms, another dies. This is who we are, forever growing, expanding, color changing, gaining nourishment from the Son. Arms stretched wide, rays covering every limp limb, every torn petal.

"Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, inwardly we are being renewed day by day." - 2 Corinthians 4:16

Fear

Out of uncertainty you have come alive. Out of unbelief you have taken flight, mounted the skies above you, shaken the clouds with your mighty breath and twisted the sun until it looked like the moon, in daytime, you lurk in the shadows sitting on your high horse you look

Comfort

in the deep i scream i gasp for a hand to hold for a breath of air once more in my selfishness i scream not for company but for separation i scream for distance and beg for isolation I do not open up to people easily or often, I think