standing,
waiting.
full belly,
laughter just on the brink.
the old woman
with her balms
her
breath.
you welcome
like a mother
my weary,
broken
faith.
remind me.
testify.
your solid
solid
soul.
you are a boat
a vessel.
carry me gently,
honest,
to the core.
i am present.
fire
inside.
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