Poetry

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Deep in the woods,
I dare not go, or venture in,
afraid what I may find, afraid what I may not;
deep in the woods,
where shadows looms and my heartaches groan,
where pride perfumes and complaints do moan;
deep in the woods,
where a tree is felled, but there is no sound
where my fear is yelled, but no care is found;
deep in the woods,
where I never dwell, where I never leave
lost to the light, lost to real hope;
deep in the woods,
alone in fear, alone in doubts;
deep in the woods, caught in the rain,
deep in the woods, deep in my pain…

Deep in the woods,
where a tree is felled, and a cross is formed
where grace is shown, where love is known;
deep in the woods,
where the wood grains rich, enhanced by scars;
deep in the woods,
where beauty lasts, and connection lives
where hope contrasts, and where grace forgives;
deep in the woods,
not on my own, but with my Lord
not to fear prone, but now restored;
deep in the woods,
where flowers blooms, despite my pain
where peace consumes, despite the rain;
deep in the woods,
where shadows pass, within His light,
deep in the woods,
I go at last, to gain my sight;
deep in the woods, alone no more
deep in the woods, alive for sure!

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