Meant to be spoken poetry

REAL LOVE:

There is comfort in the broken. This circle remains

There is peace under the angst. This circle remains

There is wonder in the ordinary. This circle remains

Hands holding on – we’re dug in deep

Crazy swoops down – we’re dug in deep

Even in doubts – we’re dug in deep

This circle – our home – remains

So fall down rains, we’ve dug our trenches

Blow you winds, we’re anchored down

Bring on the floods, we are lifted high on dry and favored ground…

This circle remains,

This circle remains

-Our home

This circle remains

-Standing strong

This circle, our home remains…

For we are

Bound in strength

woven together in love

Formed by grace

Ordained by God

This circle – our home – remains