Monday, February 10, 2014

Behold, there Ariseth a little cloud out of the sea, like a man's hand

Trust in the prayer for one day rain,
past the axe and the valley of pain
in a walk above the fog of a perplexing place,
now the calm of a forest friend's face.
the hand of hope
triumphant
invisible
wind

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