When the fog rolls in and blocks you from my view,
the strength of your words make a corridor of light.
When the pain of trouble and sorrow overwhelm me,
your Spirit takes flight with songs of peace to my soul.
When my feelings hold fast to anger and darkness,
a rainbow of promise is hurried to my understanding.
When your silent voice seems only meant for me,
you hold my hand whispering truth through the wind.
There is no place so low or high where you are missing.
Let me rest in the covenant your presence is mine.
6/24/2016
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