Solace
Like Sunday morning in the pew,
Peace like rain flows over the dreams,
Reassuring, cleansing, calming…
Beauty so gentle and enlightening
Never doubting the warmth of the sun
Who will shine through the clouds,
Refusing to be outdone by the breathless
Whispers of rain splattering leaves,
Erasing the dust from a summer’s sigh
Like music playing softly in the distance,
Hesitating in rhythms, enchanting
Sensitive as the prayers so faithful,
Prayers for grace, for truth, for wisdom
Prayers for the day when light pours out
From the heavens, raining down a joy
That pierces the darkness and destroys
Every doubt, every flavor of hurt…
Restoring the wonder, the kindness and love,
Restoring the miracle of heaven’s wistful touch,
The music, playing subtly from the darkness,
Erasing every fear, every tear, every year of poignant
Like the drowsy promise of slumber,
Whispering through the soul – uncluttered
Clear of all the debris that comes from doubting,
The reflections of disgrace and shame,
Humiliation gone, wiped clean the slate
So that magnificent feelings, blessings from heaven
Reach beneath the darkest dread and reveal
The serenity, the contentment felt
By a heart who knows what it is to doubt,
Then, discover the belief inside to reach out,
To dream and believe – just believe
Solace comes to the one who knows
Faith has no words – but hope
Faith has no home – but the heart
Faith has no doubt, no qualms…
Solace comes to the heart who knows
Trusting comes to the one who loves
Like Jesus loved – like Jesus loves…
Unconditionally, completely, wholly
From a spirit who knows grace restores
Solace to the hungry soul!
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