Easter 5 - Year C
I’m on my way
to a promised land
already available
right here
and now
the journey knows
a secret lurking
in every heart
less difference
more similarity
but shortcuts
oh those shortcuts
play false with progress
distracting hearts
disheveling minds
lead to detours
there are no shortcuts
to trusting others
its done
or delayed
no destination
can be beamed
only walked
as seed
as fruit
all destinations
grow from
where we are
come grow
grow together
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