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faith in common

we, bend knee to the same force,
the same inutterable flame,
the same wilderness cut
in the facets of the same hundred names.

i know you but for the carving
of your current gleaming frame.

you of ash and i of vine,
but brother, in us and our shared paramour,
the two are oft entwined--
to what difference now, than ever before?

what trenches thus, what wretched troughs
have you there suffered, and i not suffered of?

"i, i, i. i alone," you say, "and They, my only guide..."
with stinging grin, in bitter pride
as though They sit not, wounds aside,
among Their kin, at Their king-brother's side.

come, brother, we are but two roads
facing different winds to the same Rome.

you, in all your chanting "i, alone,"
unseeing that such mantra bears no thought:
it is but circumstance to set (and you, the stone).
we are alone, dear brother, you are not.
Written by spdred (spidey)
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Author's Note
people of my faith are few and far in between. we are so used to being alone, sometimes even when we meet our brothers and sisters we do not recognize their presence and value their company. this is as much a callout to myself as to my brothers and sisters 😂
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