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Quietly, Fall Comes

Whispering coming change, the night air turned lightly crisp,

Days brought hints of color, random glow in breezy wisps.

Beautiful the parade racing through the wild landscape!

Radiantly tinged hues layered trees with sweeping drape!

But, gazing past her desk at window’s glorious scene,

Returning memories took ownership of their exclusive realm.

In just such a season of vivid exhibition,

She had learned a truth surreal, nearly leaving her undone.

There’s an odd kind of pain with a peculiar stress,

Causing all that is beautiful to torture in excess.

Yet, she had a Stronghold, she was never on her own,

Though overwhelming grief crushed, terror bore to the bone,

Today she sings His praises, He’s proved faithful and true,

Abundance is her portion, sure hope is blessedly renewed.

The mystery of His master plan too often is called cruel,

Faith gripped the truth of His grace-filled power to overrule.

For more see Poems Drawn from Suffering. 

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Written by robertatalloni

Thankful to know that life is less about where I've been and more about where I'm going... John 10:10

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