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FOLD ON FOLD
I wish the path that I must take through life
Would not meander, fold on fold,
Or wander into dark and cold.
The struggle, startles, interrupts -- this strife
Is not the peaceful living I dreamed of!
But God is there e’en when strikes the knife;
Awe and wonder draw me, bold;
And yonder lies my truest gold.
Through rocks, thorns, and the abrupts – his way brings life;
Is not this the peaceful living I dreamed of?
(c) 2012 by Marilee Miller
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This post is shared with L. L. Barkat and Laura Boggess
This takes my breath away.
ReplyDeleteAnd your art...wow!
Yes. He is there. Fold on fold. Breathtaking. Marilee. Much love to you.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful, Marilee - your words and your art.
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