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lamb

I stutter father
bleating surrender
the stones heaped bend me
sapless beneath your branches
make of me a beggar

trembling in her rags

thirsting beside the still water
silence divides these hands
my cup pours
anointing the dusty valley
I wept to see her dry bones

lazarus is not here

no balm for ravaged knees
I cry in the light for darkness
sparrows mock my frailty
pluck the very hairs
that were knit upon my crown

smite me lamp black blind

ravening wolves howl
impatient for flesh
and still I listen
waiting for the bush to flame
to tell me why

zion is so far away
H
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