at times, on thin ice with
our beliefs,
our fragile faith.
we question God and the
universe.
why pain,
why an early death,
disease,
why so much
hate in the world.
do something about it
oh great and
mighty One, we pray,
we plead.
we listen to the deafening
silence
between
the falling snow,
the falling leaves,
but we plug on.
we tend to our wounds,
we bandage
our hearts,
we salvage what we
can from
the shipwrecks that come
along.
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