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Deep, way Down

   Unless a grain of wheat          falls into the earth and dies,          it remains just a single grain;          but if it dies, it bears much fruit.                   —John 12.24 I let my self go

in the soil of you

I entrust myself to the spring of you

I let the you of me break the husk of the me of me

and life comes forth

I let my self spill out

This dying is birthing

seed of me buried bearing fruit of you

Deep, Way Down



        Daily Chapel

Temple United Methodist Church
Emerge SF



65 Beverly St.

San Francisco, CA 94132