Like seeds sprouting in dark soil
A fetus growing toward its birth
We await a new day dawning
Whose nature yet remains unknown
Chaos often births creation
Pain and suffering signal change
Death precedes a resurrection
Secrets revealed in due time
Though our despair and fear are real
The agonies we now endure
May someday be transformed
And joy come again
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This is fantastic, Ina!
I love this so much.
Thank you, Dale. Your comment means a lot to me.
I hope so Ina, you’ve captured the hope at the end of the darkness.
Thank you, Andrea. I actually feel something unexpected and transformative is beginning to take root.
We are all waiting, you are right. Waiting together–
truly beautiful that you have captured it. Because it means we are not alone
It warms me that you feel this, too. It is amazing. ❤