dust and dirt my every entry
before life there was earth
darkest soil, planting pretense
potential coursing, gritty roots
rise up, son
i'll teach you to breathe
like the greening garden inhales
striking blue river roar
cold and contrast, engraving Eden
I have been missing your poetry the last few weeks. I check back every once in awhile to see if there is something new. But just as good is going back and reading older ones. They have staying power. This one is very rich, and drew me in again tonight. Praying over this season in Cali for you to grab ahold of everything the Father has for you.
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