Sprouting Again

When everyone runs away

When everyone says I’m too complicated

When they say my words are worthless

God, you disagree

Always listening, always speaking, loving me.


Even in my isolation I’m not isolated

Even in my silent rooms you’re speaking

Even empty I’m filled with awe for you

You never forget my existence, for you I’ll do the same.

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