Father, show us love. This violent world tears Hearts apart and Leaves us trembling in our shame. Like winter leaves afraid to fall We cling and sting in bitter wind. May you slip into our world, Swift and slight as drifting snow, Too fragile and helpless not to love. In heaven’s most audacious act Our cold suspicion Melts in spring.
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