The Pane

I know the darkness

The thin

window pain

between you

and

your blessings

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And those life-giving windows

that let cool relief into stifled air

And praying, "Please stay" ⠀⠀⠀

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I know the prayers of deliverance

cried into the night and the crowd

of fears and condemnations

that don't totally evaporate in the light

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I know that we cannot hold open long

that window by the strength of

our own two arms

The sticks that the world hands us

snap under the weight of truth

and are better used as kindling⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

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Peace is a gift received and opened

with the Spirit of Truth⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

Each Word

a wooden wedge in the sill

whisking in the breeze

A door out

Him entering A trading of places

In Christ

the pane

is removed

and it's calm

and we're free

and it's still

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For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind. 2 Timothy 2:7