Turn back.
Remember your skin
so soft and serene
was made clean
when you had faith that you were seen
beheld, beloved and believed in.
Turn back
Remember your heart
was made to sing like a lark
to prostrate your life
and all your deepest longings
in a lullaby
from your lungs to where you lie.
Turn back
Remember your soul
and its songs of thanksgiving
so sweet and fulfilling
filling the hollow
of disease and disunity
in this borderland community.
by Rev Alisha 
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