The cormorant (bird) and the fish

Living in the same world

Eating from the same waters

Hunting for the same food

Creating similar ripples
Through their instinct to survive

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God and me

Him first, of course

And then me, of course, Him

I love Him, he’s blessed me

I love Him because he’s blessed me

You? I don’t understand

God first, then me.

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That evil doesn’t exist because I don’t know it

That evil isn’t real because I can’t see it

That evil can’t hurt because I haven’t felt it.

Why would I lend a hand

To something I can’t be expected to understand

That Good doesn’t exist because I don’t know it

That God isn’t real because I can’t see it

That God can’t love because I haven’t felt it

Why would I pray for grace

To something I can’t be expected to understand

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Scared and alone

Did i do the right thing

did i choose based on who i used to be

I am not that person anymore

I can’t do those things

Think, organize, decide

….

So much happening all at once

In the quietest of quiet

Light with shadow

Ripples with glass

Warmth with chill

Life with death

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