Junctions in the wild

How does assistance fatten in a child?

Beginning as an artesian spring?

Perhaps it depletes, wilts and trails behind

With no fountain or well water piping

Promotion of thyself or thy neighbours

These arguments form junctions in the wild

Look for nature’s concealed water harbours

Iris-blue salves for torments of the mind

Thought and spirit align as gales slow down

Intermediate states are not needed

Gone is the ice, departed is the frown

Hearts of deceit replaced and impeded

There in the tracks lies our goodness planted

Second glances show His glory granted