Veil of Tears
Those long nights
You believed would never end,
Filled with tears and fright
That push you from the mend,
Will one day join together
By the hand of God on high,
And become a feather,
Allowing you to soar and fly,
Saying:
"Back then I thought me loss,
Tossing and fraying
Apart like moss.
But then You came
Like a lover's mail,
And wiped away the stains,
Making my tears an aweing veil
So beautiful and so divine,
I nearly couldn't believe that You were mine.
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