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Casting Our Lot
Don Hynes
Aug.21, 2016
Flickering flames
in the long dark disconnect,
we hold to the good
tenacious as infants;
with so much undone
in the downward spiral
we cling like grass
to serenity and the grace
of this miraculous life.
We’ll not speak of fighting,
not in this holy hour.
Curious as birds we look
to what may yet be,
casting our lot
with the eterna
