From the Dark
From dark clouds
we get water to drink
From dark mines
we get bright jewels
From the darkest trials
come our best blessings.
Be still.
God is in control.
From dark clouds
From dark mines
From the darkest trials
Be still.
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That poem is beautiful. So pleased you are back and thank you for your special comment, with best wishes, The Artist