Candle

Don’t look away. Do something.

“Candle”

Faith is a choice made staring out a bleak window at
       rampant hate, cascading disease, 
       and selfish speeches on TV cameras
and saying
       I will hold the Flame.
Courage is the scabbed hand steadying the Faith Candle
and the Flame is the One we said we’d follow on a deserted road
       to serve the neighbor who the powers have been choking
       while we were taught to look the other way.
Change is a choice made staring out a bleak window
	to step outside and hold the candle high
        and fuel tomorrow’s dawn over a better nation.

 
 
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The Wind

The Wind

The wind buoying up the wings of the eagle
is not idle hope. This wind is the sturdy love alive
in gathering during troubled times to exchange strengths,
transforming the impossible into flight over dark waters.
No perfect answer sparkles in the sunrise
but see how it burns with endurance in the shadow,
singing through the unjust bars of circumstance until dreams
are returned.
Ours is the lift beneath the eagle’s wings, for by the grace that we follow
the Spirit is the blazing wind that has come upon our souls to declare a new day.

 

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