MATTHEW 2:13 // Reboot – Refugee

Leave all we have.
Lose all we are.
Abandon self.
Escape to beyond.
Flee with only who we might become.

Broken to refuge
Ruined to nothing
But, alive.
In a kind of life.
With only faint, frail, transient hope.

Left behind;
agony,
death,
losing.
We weep for the lost,
Grieve what was,
Dread what is
Fear what still may be.

Can you hear our cry?
Hear our guilt-filled relief that we, at least – still are?
Still have life?

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