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Sacrament 8/4/17

by on August 28, 2017

It started before you were born

the mixed messages

of your mixed blessing,

The sacrament of lust, you know;

and presumably desperation, relief, escape,

perhaps hope,

maybe even love,

certainly fear.

Invisible things woven in the secret place

into something visible.

Cowardice and courage.

Abandonment and anxiety.

Blessing and curse.

Though it wasn’t conscious

you have always known this

while not equally always aware.

And in this way

you are a sacrament of grace.

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