Happy-hearted in war.
Zion-ward trajectory.
Mine hope.
Mine solace.
Treacherous evasion of those samaritan hills.
Equally posited as ankle-shattering caravanned ways
Faith-demanding byways.
One day I know I'll feel home again.
Hills.
Composite awful.
Packed earth of awe-ful.
Mine oscillation of wandering attitude, likewise foot.
Mine destruction and Your design.
Becoming Ours.
Undulating sanctification.
A drop in the bucket of extending circles.
The pilgrimage of a professional plodder.
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