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This Place In Between
seed sown
and Heaven's Harvest
From a barren land
to a Bountiful Country...
Held in this holy hush
This pregnant pause
this Crossing...
Your Word is woven into flesh
Your every thought toward me takes shape...
Traveling through these trimesters
This meaningful metamorphosis
This meaningful metamorphosis
Treasuring the transformation of time
Till fully formed,
Delightfully Designed
I am Born
into Brand New Day.....
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"For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the LORD, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope."
-Jeremiah 29:11