My Little Eye

I spy, with my little eye,
a future agitator
structure-breaker
name-taker
bread baker
hate un-maker.

She is rising with healing
for people she has never met.
She is leavening
for a great measure.

Should we place these hopes
on her small shoulders?

Should we gamble our freedom
on the depth of her faith?

We must.
She will respond.
Poem by my daughter’s pastor, the Rev. Nathan Dannison
Photo retrieved from http://image.mlive.com/home/mlive-media/width960/img/kalamazoogazette/photo/2016/11/15/-4b43013555460f43.JPG on November 16, 2016.

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