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Amen for Catharsis

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You came

Dear God

And you were here

You were what I couldn’t see

The voice beneath the noise

Something soft yet muscled

Beneath the brittle strength of

The world

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I don’t know about the timing

I wasn’t thinking clearly but

Have no doubt

Your arrival

Was perfect

In the way

Every plan from you

Is manifest

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Now in a time of peace

An hour, the next minute

Maybe a day–this

Side of things

Is too partial

And imperfect

(not like grammar)–

And now I go about

Again (imperfectly)

To try to serve

To try to balance out the wills

Of people

And of nature

With my energy

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And have I said it simply,

Lord

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Lord,

Thank you

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C L Couch

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Part of one of my acrylic paintings.

Photo by Paul Blenkhorn @SensoryArtHouse on Unsplash

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