At The Beginning Of Everything

          Light breaks through the fog of life, reminding us good is not held back and cannot be enslaved. 

          Hope shines, even in this shroud of unknown and unexpected, and it can no longer hide such beautifully bright grace of restoration already present; it refuses to. 

          Lamentations turn to joyful songs in a new day's appearing appearing, dark night must flee in the new arrival of a righteous morning taking it's rightful place.

         Here, at the beginning of everything called new a shift has stirred all of life, stirred this weary and worn soul of mine.

         Hope, hope you tired and worn ones! Light has come! Restoration is here, the opportunity of new beginnings in a new day! Hope, hope you broken and beat up! Good has come, breaking through the night's hold! Whatever may be, even if only the opportunity to see good possible is given this is enough! Hope, hope, for this is where it all changes, and us with it!

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