Paper thin,
weakest link,
hair’s breadth.
Unexpected.
Always present.
The certain
uncertainty of
our time
and timing.
The
“are we there yet?”
of life.
In the midst of
this ambiguity
there is
a hand that
upholds and rules
so that every
tear and worry,
fret and angst,
burden and hassle
disappears.
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