Tuesday, March 22, 2011


and the river began to flow
somewhere between the tick of the midnight hour
and the dawn's light
didn't you feel the source of faith
racing through the all that
you are destined to become?
i did
and it kissed your name
upon my very wrists


note: for the broken sex trafficked beloved. you are not forgotten. we are coming after you. God. He knows your name. selah.

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