Shrouded sunlight
filtering through the haze
visibility measured in inches
Our neighbor
barely seen, rarely recognized
stands before us
even in the face of 
our fear
Awaiting the breeze
of courageous grace
that holds life
theirs more than its own,
the world grinds
to a halt
falling backward
losing momentum
The future unknowable
now delayed
seeks a champion
willing to offer
life for life
Where are the followers
of the One
who dared to die
as evil appeared to win
so that rising again
would find its way
and light
would dispel the fog
Where are the ones
who claim the gift
of courageous grace

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