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The trials which have smothered you and frozen all your dreams

(Those icy fingers down your spine unraveled all your seams)

Are burdens which you never sought; indeed, you begged them gone,

And yet, they linger dawn to dusk, and dusk to weary dawn.

But Pilgrim, lift your tired head, and brace your feeble knees;

For lessons learned in schools of pain are not like schools of ease –

What humbled heart and broken bones with faith can start to grow

Is rather like the evergreen made beautiful by snow.

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6 comments on “Cover

  1. GodGirl says:

    I love this. It really speaks to my heart right now, thank you.

  2. Debbie says:

    Precious, Melody! Thank you!

  3. Bloody awesome, I did so like

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