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Thursday, December 26, 2013


Every fallen seed,
And the withered leaf.
Understand their need,
Follow their lead.

A new leaf starts to bud,
Taking the place of the withered leaf.
That fallen seed,
Is what now is a new weed.

Every evaporated drop of water,
Shall come back to earth.
All stars lost in space farther,
Shine bright when watched with faith.

A closed door,
Isn't the end of your path.
Find surely you will, 
Another way down the hill,
But not to halt.