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  • I shall not compare

    When you were born to morning’s gentle light,And I when western shadows claimed the sky,Should we accuse the stars that shine so bright?Should we demand the Maker tell us why? When first you touched the earth in cloth so fair,With… Continue reading

    I shall not compare
  • When the storm chose us

    I have protested,we called it “we,”yet never oncedid it become “us.” I lingeredbetween hurting and healing,between trembling fearand faithful feeling. We stoodwhere resilience met ruin,where every promisewas already undoing. Since the dawn of days,I answered your invitation. You welcomed meinto… Continue reading

    When the storm chose us