I live 2 hours from Paris, but we all live in close proximity to unspeakable evil.

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Howling winds shake the windows

Like bandwagons begging for company

The myth that we can keep ourselves safe

Independent

Without enemies

To not be afraid, yes

In a broken, precarious world

Booming with wonder

Goodness still

Like a fire that must be constantly stoked

Fed by the confidence that justice will prevail

Some now

More later

Better together

The belief that God is in all things

Not just what I see

Or you know

Or what any of us says

Howling winds shake the windows

Rain and hail now too

Let us push our logs inward together

To increase the heat

Towards justice