Mockingbird, I hear you call my name in the silence of the night Sometimes in the calm of rustling leaves others in my pain filled cries, supplications enfolded in tiny little offerings... And though this frailty and fatigue May pull me down I know my suffering is not in vain I know there's more to life than this pain Like the soft song heard admist Weeping in the night Tying together simplicity and divine Love crowned by humility Tears purify hearts In need of healing Peace comes from surrendering all It's a serene river before the major squall Because the war rages on Inside and out Despite my brokenness I will not Bow down To a life of regrets and shame I refuse to be ruled by doubt
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