I come to this place
to find myself imagining
where is my God
in the wildness of the wind,
where do I go to listen
for that voice so dear,
to once again hear that call
and feel the spirit within,
the wilderness is cold
the heart is broken
and now I stand here
in supplication and prayer
seeking the divine Logos
to speak to my darkened self
calling me from my tomb
into the light of the living One.
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