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Haven

January 25, 2009
By Anonymous

The ground mumbles beneath me
and prays to the Sun for its resolution.

Ashes and pebbles swirl and entangle themselves
as the Lord rages upon all living.

Trees fall into slumber
and lay prostrate on silt.

Their snores are drowned by cries of mercy
but Jesus has no response.

In all this mayhem, though
I still find myself in a reverie.

Praise our guardians and angels and lords
for they are salvation.



I did.

And God stretched his hand out from the heaven
and lifted me up.

The author's comments:
You can find a haven anywhere you go, you just have to look hard for it because the pursuit of happiness is not a noticeable road.

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