Sorrow
always
lingers
in
darkened places.
Sins
flourish
in the
shadow of the night.
Bread gone
stale.
The wine
exhausted.
Tears
dried.
At the
weakest, morning breaks,
furiously,
dispelling
shadow.
Into
prison
Freedom
brought.
Guilt
transmuted.
Shame extinguished
Hopelessness
vanished
in the
glory of the Son.
Life
redirected.
Guilt
rescinded.
Hope
resurrected.
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