My Dearest Friend:
| The letter you wrote Was pure and clean Its love so gentle Its anger so mean, |
Roughly polluted With a taste of pain Full to the brim With the fresh smell of rain, |
It sounded so sad But deep within I sensed a spirit So kind and keen, |
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| The words and phrases Were pleasant to read Through them once more To me was revealed: |
The essence of life The cost of love Fires from beneath Showers from above, |
The wisdom of life Doesn’t come so cheap Sometimes in the path Your heart will weep |
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| The tears will flow Like rivers of light To wash the way, and Clear your sight. |
Pains have missions They help us grow They polish our souls To shine and glow |
They may annoy, but Such is the cost That we have to bear, so We won’t be lost, |
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| They’re signs for us To see and know: Whether we should stand Or must rush to go, |
When we shall wait In the freezing snow Or when to tiptoe Towards the rainbow, |
May be it’s time For you to go! To leave behind Sorrow and foe, |
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| To pass the phase Of the freezing snow And arrive in the land Of the shiny rainbow, |
May be that’s where
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The time has come And the moment is now Don’t doubt the signs Do not ask how, |
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| Dance with the wind Slide with the snow Rise with the fire Go with the flow, |
Your pack is heavy Leave it behind Clear your conscience – Your heart, your mind, |
Move on with peace For I’m sure you’ll find A land full of wonders A God that’s kind |
