We crowd you, like you’ve always been crowded. We want to keep up, we want whatever it is you’ll give to us. Two-eyed, able-bodied, we want all the more you have.
But for that one You made an exception, the exception
that is actually Your rule, and you ground this whole circus to a halt.
And then You turned.
Why him? What was it about his call. Why this question that echoes in crowded spaces, crowded minds, even these thousands of years later?
At all points, you turn unexpectedly towards that we did not see and certainly did not want to have to see.
Help us to see. Help us to see what stops You in your tracks.
jacquimignault 
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