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my bloodshadows are thick with a thousand generations of man,

but Your Vine saps me to the Word

~like swords strip my thorn

Oh Vibe of Heaven

in my branch, awoken, rising

startled.

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Impression

from* Marks Gospel 2

_{Sapling from wilderness grafted into Christ. “Sap” His Word . His wound , as from the Cross is location for New Birth. Here new Graft finds Freedom to be Its purpose in the Kingdom of God (Vineyard) ‘I am the Vine, you the branches‘.}

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https://vinewhisperer.wordpress.com/2024/01/02/word-fall/