The PathwayA Poem by MadelineRun through the pathway of the tall white pines, Bow to the merciful King, Pour out your sorrows and heartaches and fears, From your mouth they'll begin to all spring, He'll take you and hold you and dry all your tears, And back through the pathway you'll run. When your words spread throughout all the world, Only then will His work be done. © 2015 Madeline |
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Added on April 10, 2015 Last Updated on April 10, 2015 AuthorMadelineAboutI dance for Him in the light of the moon, And praise him with my star-laden breath, He saved my life and stole away my pain, And I will follow Him truly to death. more..Writing
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