
Learning to Breathe
The dark tide surges shoreward, cresting white on crags of stone in night’s cold embrace. Stirred by the sea, my heart swells with the throbbing

The dark tide surges shoreward, cresting white on crags of stone in night’s cold embrace. Stirred by the sea, my heart swells with the throbbing

Howling for justice while trampling hope, curses swell with fury under dark morning skies. On this day of choosing let the river of blessing flow