Overwhelmed with the challenges
The constant of constellations,
Arching position with seasons
An observer and participant in His plan,
Tethered to the realities of mortality,
Itchy mosquito bites, cheeks damp with tears,
Mouth dry from prayers
And longing for the security of
The mantle of responsibility lifted.
I am heard.
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