Friday, March 21, 2008

audacity indeed

in the shadow of an unborn hope
is possibility
black and looming
running from the past
past, past, past
but is it really?

behind the pulpit
and the pews
sit men of God
different hues
different views
different shoes
but one faith
and one baptism

'membering how Jesus wasn't a brother
til he'd risen


the audacity of a hope
that lasts
beyond the last porch light
in a world that is content
with darkness

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