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An escape route that leads nowhere
but away.
Some days
away is where I want to be.
I could slip from the room unnoticed
but not reach the bend
out of sight,
thanks to that fence.
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There is always a fence.
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Eyes linger
where my feet can’t go.
There is perceived respite…
a moment of visual escape
in burnished branches and untouched snow.
A moment of tranquility.
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For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him. He is before all things, and in him all things hold together.
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[Colossians 1:16-17]
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