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Tainted Snow

October 30, 2019

Published March 6, 2019 on the Ancient Paths Facebook page.


My soul is like the brilliant snow
Which burdened fell one winter day
Upon the ground and lost its glow,
Soiled and trodden where it lay.

It lay there through the dark and cold
Until the dawn when sun did rise,
And grasp of springtime took its hold
To force the snow back to the skies.

It stayed away when days were warm,
When flowers bloomed and grass was green.
It showed not during wind nor storm
And until winter was not seen.

My soul is like that brilliant snow
And, burdened, falls on bitter days.
Iniquity does dim its glow,
'Til purged by hand of Heaven raised.

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