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In the Mist of Life
In the mist of life, I have found myself lost and alone in a wood dark and gray. A chill to the bone, a fall to the depth a longing to feel the warm rays of day. There was but one road which ran to a church. There was many roads that ran far in the wood. Like a fool I have run past Elm and Birch this lost road turned to a trail where I stood. A dark cloud now forms a narrow cold sky a wind from the North, which blows coastally. My choice brings no answer only a sigh it made years ago and so willfully. Weary am I of a life on this path wishing to visit my option again. Fearing my Lord or fearing His wrath I backtrack this road but only in vain. Before me a puzzle of rock and stone reaching far back before a road in time planted me deep in a mist with no tone searching for a life, that I could call mine. This narrowing track turns back on itself, the undergrowth soon will stand in my way. In the mist of life, I have found myself Lost and alone in a wood dark and gray.
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