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REFUGE AND STRENGTH

I look away
Not to see
The pain
Circling me

Feeling fear’s
Deathly grasp
Angst in me
About what will be

Time, time
Slowly ticks
Yet the years
Speed swiftly by

Hanging out
With fears fold
All the folks
That I can see

We’ve prepared
Readied souls
Humanity howls
I can’t let go

And the day
Consumes my way
Standing still
I’m not in control

So many thoughts
Hope’s revived
His hand on me
I’m new and alive

2/19/05