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I know the New Nation that we’ve been chasing

Isn’t all for waste, and

I know You’re here when I need You around

But maybe I’d be stronger if I stayed longer

Learning right from wrong, or

The other thousand things that I’m figuring out

She loves the morning

She loves every part of the day, but especially the morning

I think it’s in the artistic redemption—

The quiet call to lift eyelids & skylids

The second chances, the third chances

The fourth chances

And of all the people who might petition God for another chance

She has a case

A case of trophies boasting of the ways she used to move

Used to sing, used to

A case of empty bottles & ziplock backs

Testifying to the ways she had been used

A case of book after wisdom after book

Bought to be borrowed—and we do

Her name is J

For the joy that she gives

For the jewel that she is

For the Jazz that she lives

She’s bright in every sense of the word;

She’s bright because of The Word

And her Light is my Morning

How humbling it is that a third of our lifetime is untouchable

Are we so fragile that for every 16 hours of movement

We require 8 of stillness?

Is the world so heavy that by our dying day we cannot lift it?

Are we so in danger of thinking ourselves invincible

That we must be reintroduced to weakness on a nightly basis?

I think so

I think often about this

Especially as I watch her 24 hours trimmed further & further down

Until the ratio is flipped, leaving only one third for her use—

And a painful third

Still, that third in all its discomfort brings a comfort—

Better yet, a Life—

Like nothing I’ve seen in all my waking hours

From the heart of the storm

From the confusion of the worn

A Revolution has been born

One that will outlive every sunset

Until the day there is no sunset

And everything is as the Son said

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