You promised me
the moon, the stars,
the sun and all beauty
with your best poetry.
You promised me
your hand, your word
full of signs and love.
You promised too:
breath and life,
mercy for generations,
seasons with purpose,
the hope of meaning…

…yet look where we are.

Where is your promise now
when the moon is waning,
the seas are raging,
love is dying,
and breath is forsaken?
Where is your surely-coming day
while the earth is in distress,
the people in despair?
You promised. To everyone.
To me.
We believed.
And now?

on Jeremiah 33:14

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