Vol 8, Num 17 :: 2009.09.04 — 2009.09.17
Together.
Conversation explodes,
Ricochets from wall to wall,
Then quiets to listen.
An aura, like steamy tea on a chilly day,
Warms the room.
Words tumble.
Tears spill.
Hands squeeze courage into weary hearts.
Together.
Arms link. Heads bow. Knees bend.
Hearts encircle the throne of grace.
The Spirit intercedes
According to the will of God.
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