Snow
Beautiful sparkling white expanse,
Trampling forbidden,
That would mar its excellence,
But I didn’t listen.
Peering through pains of despair,
I saw trodden, traversed, messed up meadows of mistakes,
You could not be there,
But Your love penetrated the clouds of fallen flakes.
Melting away my guilt,
You sent Your Son to shine,
Through crystals of new hope,
You made Your righteousness mine.
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