A prophet cries out in our city

A prophet cries out
In the streets of our city
Pain you!
What have you done?
Own this in deep remorse
Permit your pain to heal you.

Grieve you!
Naked, on bedrock
Allow your grieving to heal all of you

Converse you!
Grow your hope
& put it to work.

Story you!
Generate new worlds
Worlds living, organic & whole

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on September 15th, 2011 | No Comments »

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