A golden leaf spins
Dances in the autumn wind
Drifts of marble rain
Sweeps across the path
As clouds so low I can barely see
The bright morning light
As I silently stumble
And trust the harvest
Spring follows winter
Joy comes after pain
Loss turns to gain
Death changed to life eternal
And after that moment
The peace of dreams
Your face in the mirror
Beyond hope
Sown in a crimson thread
For when I call on you
You declare me innocent
And shower me with your abundance.
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