Our Mother, Who Art Beside Us [Poem]
Our Mother, who art beside us,
thank you for knowing my name.
Kingdoms overcome, my will all undone:
unearth what remains of heaven.
Give me this day—
my daily bread.
And outlive my doubts, as I’m a shouter and coward.
Cradle me after temptation, and remain through each damned sequel.
For thine is the freedom,
each flower,
and all story,
Forever Endeavoring. Amen.
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