All Will Be Well

The seeds of tears
growing impossibly
as a harvest of joy.

You did this.

The storms of disappointment
yielding impossibly
to the radiance of blessings.

You did this.

The long winter of fear
thawing impossibly
for a spring of solidarity.

You did this.

May all that You’ve done
be so again
and over again.

on Psalm 126:5

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