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Category: Poetry

Rain Drops

Could it be that the rain drops are the tears of God, that the thunder is the aching of his heart, the mourning for my sin? Disappointment in his eyes? […]

The Mountains Tremble

The mountains tremble, Even the hilltops quiver But I stand firm For beneath me is solid ground. The sun sets And stars fill the night sky, Darkness has covered the […]