Monday, March 14, 2011

waterthirst
hungerfeasting
losslaughter
wealthpoverty
fuelfever
heightsdepths
brokenhealed
shatteredmended
lovedlost
forgivenforgotten
soldredeemed

This is me again: running over. Watching friends get hurt, seeing people's homes get washed away, hearing about people who need help but cannot be reached by those of us who want to assist, listening, advising, and holding hands. I am so glad that the debauched, sorry echo of love that we see so often is not the only love that there is, and I rejoice over the fact that love is not my religion, but rather, that my religion=alltruelovewrappedintoonepersongodman.

found
rescued
embraced
liberated
delivered
changed
loved.

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