you beautiful vine
strangely performing in unstable vessels.
breaking over us with winds to level these false structures.
you break my heart and come please do it again so that I might
feel... your love restoring me.
you with astonishment instilled in once yet children we spoke and died
to it... bring round again in us.
you who flood me with tears
sorrow with sweet honey
satisfied with brokeness
clusters in the soil.
I am here
with Him
finality my love
His hands around my wrists
crush these fragrant wishes
atop my head
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