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 worries
now 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 soul
are one with You.
Letting go and forgetting.
The wilderness is paved with Your wonders.
Streams spring up in the wasteland.
I do not fear, for You are with me.
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