“and there will be a highway”
[Isaiah 11:15-16. YHWH speaks.]
The appalling sea, that death, soon to
Splinter into shallow wading streams
For us, the beautifully remaining.
We will run free, restored,
In sandaled feet, forever safe,
Untripped and untangled.
In waiting, to know the crumbling
Of all barriers, [and for courage], we
Grasp at glimmers
Of this unstoppable restoration
In today’s thistles. See that flower and