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by ann © 2017

When I became lost,
a wayward breeze,
aimless and wandering
so far from thee,
I was harsh like winds
that chilled my soul
and stilled my faith.
My heart grew cold.

The winds were fleeting,
they led nowhere.
But your peace my God
was always there.

And even when I could not see
your light was waiting there for me.

Cast on the winds,
just passing through,
but home again
my God in you.

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