The wind carries hopes someplace,along with the riddled trees.Songs and dances forlorn and muted.Paper and ink idle and stubborn.A season of change in the offing.The fallen shall rise again.I trust You with this newness,fully and completely.The past fraught with worriesnow sees no light.The death of a star feels like an eternity,but I obey You.Still, I cherish You.I do truly love You.My heart, mind, and soulare one with You.Letting go and forgetting.The wilderness is paved with Your wonders.Streams spring up in the wasteland.I...