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Where Hope And Dawn Collide
When hearts lie heavy, nights stretch long,
A mist hangs thick, dreams muted in the fog.
Stories untold, ambitions draped in grey,
We whisper doubts, "Will morning ever break?"
In the events of uncertainty,
awaken the dreams nestled within your soul.
Remember, these are stories and dreams are planted by your Creator,
meant to blossom in the warmth of your faith.
Lift your gaze above the shrouded sky,
Where five and two, by grace, became a feast.
Remember this, when darkness strives,
Hope's sunrise waits, just beyond the night.
Life may whisper doubts, like thistles in the breeze,
Hold them as lessons, let them guide your hand.
So when your turn in life's cycle arrives,
may your arms be outstretched,
ready to claim your destined land.
Better days lie ahead, hold fast to that promise.
Let faith be your compass, guiding you through storm and night,
To claim the dawn, your birthright.
© Gideon
A mist hangs thick, dreams muted in the fog.
Stories untold, ambitions draped in grey,
We whisper doubts, "Will morning ever break?"
In the events of uncertainty,
awaken the dreams nestled within your soul.
Remember, these are stories and dreams are planted by your Creator,
meant to blossom in the warmth of your faith.
Lift your gaze above the shrouded sky,
Where five and two, by grace, became a feast.
Remember this, when darkness strives,
Hope's sunrise waits, just beyond the night.
Life may whisper doubts, like thistles in the breeze,
Hold them as lessons, let them guide your hand.
So when your turn in life's cycle arrives,
may your arms be outstretched,
ready to claim your destined land.
Better days lie ahead, hold fast to that promise.
Let faith be your compass, guiding you through storm and night,
To claim the dawn, your birthright.
© Gideon
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