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When numbing seems to be your only option
When life seems to have survived a deadly storm
and you found yourself staring into the ruins alive
but half dead; you have nothing left in
you to stand up in the rumble of chaos.
When your heart slowly hardens
by the darkening of our times
and unfulfilled promises,
being exiled from that which you have held dearly for decades.

When darkness becomes too comfortable
turning on the light hurts your eyes;
May the light of daybreak warm your spirit;
May refuge come to seek you in exile;
May you find the strength to walk the parched places of your heart;
May you hear the whisper in the rumble:
the bleakest place is where the invisible grace
meets you most profoundly.