Here I am.
Here You are—
I AM—
Together we are:
The summoned storm,
The unheeded warning,
The caution thrown,
The grace gestapoed;
Yet—O Lord,
There is nothing like
Revelation’s rebound.
In its wake,
The surge will recede,
The wreckage assessed,
The loss mourned—
Your endless grace
Shall still remain.
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, November 17, 2025.
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Beautiful.
Thank you Thomas!!! 🌩️🕊️🌑🙏
Good write T. Only one person beyond the help of grace - some glugging chap! Well, beyond grace for one thing in his life; the thing that takes up 99% of his life! heehee. Didn't we just know he would get in to the comments still.
Thank you my,…glug! I really appreciglug it! Rock glug!
😮💨
Damn it Popeye, can the glugging! Sorry, Orchi! He’s just so damn relentless! And we know why…don’t say it! 🤣🤣😂
We can't answer that here! lol.
Tristan this sounds like the passage from an old spell book, or maybe a retranslated bible verse. It calls out not to summon but to be heard.
Soren, I love how you put that…the spell-book energy, the retranslated scripture vibe. You caught the pulse of it. This one wasn’t about calling something up…it was about calling something out. 🌩️🕊️🌑🙏 Thank you, my friend.
You are most welcome Tristan
I love the opening of this write. You've came in confrontational, and that is what I do like. My fav verse where I’d like to point exactly is where you’ve stated
“ Yet—O Lord,
There is nothing like
Revelation’s rebound.“
Love love that there dearest Tristan.
Overall for the whole poem, you definitely deserve a 🫶🏼🥂🙏🏼💯
Kiki, your words always land with warmth…thank you. I wrote this one from a real “storm”, so hearing you connect with the confrontational opening and that middle verse means more than you know. 🌩️🕊️🌑🙏 Thanks again, my friend.
Dearest Tristan I appreciate you always and once more thank you for your words🥂
You are most welcome, dearest friend. I appreciate you always, too.
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