The Crying River
Touch the rising mist of cherry smiles
Herald cries of joyous miracles aflight,
Echo brisk allure of God’s spearing light
Cry in the bosom of Abraham’s seed
Refrain the ways of fame and greed;
Yield to peace though hate overrules
Intimidate the wicked with warm arms
Negate adversarial luck and vain charm,
Glorify the brooks flowing quietly still
Rise early...saturate thy heart with prayer
Inquire of strangers who hunger and thirst,
Verily your works of love shall surely rise first
Entertain the need of God’s angels unaware
Rejoice in eternity from life’s pain and tear.
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