Guest guest Posted January 26, 2005 Report Share Posted January 26, 2005 the darkest joy is born from pain... the sweetness of dew, the fragrance of rain... seeing the lovely inside the bleak clouds, hearing the hope that's not whispered aloud... the budding of springtime the brilliance of light... the blessings of sleep on those rare, lovely nights... soft baby kisses that remind us of youth... the love from each other that echos the truth... the cost is so heavy the tears stain my face, but blessings abound i am covered by grace... the darkest joy that is born of pain is a peace, and a sacrament words can't explain... i'll live my life boldly each wonder to enjoy, for my life has drawn meaning from this, darkest joy. ~ Tess, with much love to all on this journey. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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