in twist of wind where we deny,
what breaks us into pieces,
deep in the cracks and creases,
In anguish we might start to yearn,
for lessons we refuse to learn,
then we could see the light,
inside the dead of night.
Beyond the dark where evil hides,
and hate finds footing to reside,
where love can never flourish...
we may find might of courage.
KEC
aka Deo Volente
1/8/2026
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