Underneath an unexpected sky, the sodden ground grows darker.
In a nearby hedgerow a translucent leaf lies abandoned,
while a searching breeze caresses spindly branches.
Likewise, our souls are sought by a divine wind, seeking faith, rest and love.
It is time to pray, don’t despair.
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