Written June 26, 2023 For the Contest, Bones Ache Yet Heart Sings Sponsor, Unseeking Seeker
Before my mirror, on this summer day, I see my aging landscape spreading far in stages of my autumn's own decay- with weakened frame and aching bones which are now shielding winter sleep from death afar. But deep inside, my soul stays springtime green with love for God that paints my mental scene; accepting, waiting- that in death I'll rise in beauty once again, brand new, pristine- above in Heaven's blessed, Eternal Skies.
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