February 16th, 2024

​WILDERNESS
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We were here
Here to gather
Our first fruits together.
Together we wandered in disaster,
Disaster made a scatter,
Plunging into our harvest and
Reaping our fruits of labour.
 
We have wandered for years
Yearning, desiring and toiling in tears.
In pain, sorrow, our years
Grow on our tiredness
And desperation plunders our hopelessness.
 
When is God’s time?
We ask as years pass in time!
We know He sees and hears our prayers.
But how long can we bear
The wilderness of a barren womb?