Step now into the fleecing,
your wooly layers will go to the wolves
even when you are silent and smart
with a healthy spirit raised inward,
listening to visions seen in rest.
Go there, where want for nothing is known
yet, your spirit groans to make requests.
As you step out, the words will come,
for the stepping out is a stepping in
in order to release the self to the world
in need of the grace you will speak
when the moment comes for conversation.
Those moment will be needed
for tides od exhile and hatred are rising,
but they will not be able to enslave you,
try as the might.
God is in you,
in your heart made whole.
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