i arise from my restless bed.
i am up before the sun.
why?
have i fallen into the machine?
who is in control?
it or i?
where is hope?
is hope a liar?
is hope a promise?
i am a broken man.
i am in the desert wandering.
the land of confusion.
waiting for a sign.
following a bread crumb trail.
manna.
am i trapped in an endless winter?
i try to remember spring.
flowers rising to meet the sun.
am i a prodigal?
where is home?
where is hope?
rest my weary heart.
be patient.
be still my wandering mind.
be still my reckless tongue.
be still...
be still and know...
hope springs forth like waves cresting over dry sand.
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