(after Romans 8:18-25)
A
city consumed, drowning
in moans, streets
weeping,
buildings
groaning,
a
saturation of pain wrapping
itself
as gutters fill, tears
overflowing
we
weep, anticipating
what?
an
end, a beginning
either
/ both
neither?
we
anticipate
what
we do not know
stumbling
on slick
sidewalks,
we wait
for
sunrise, dawn
the
morning.
Photograph by George Hodan via Public
Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
We know, as the woman endures the pains of labor, as Christ endured the cross...we know.
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