Inundated in unfathomable grief,
Yet faced with drought;
Skies dark,clouds gathered,But,no rains for love to sprout.
Sails unfurled,awaiting the breeze,
To keep the spirits afloat;
Looking into the eye of the storm,
Dreaming,still,of a port.
Spring,after the winter,invisible,
Homeless in the cold;
The heart,barren of love,care,
Prays,HIS plans unfold.
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