There are paths
That unwind us like
Twine.
Distant, discord
and discarded
From the world of fear of lost hope,
Only to be
Shed in light
By a sunbeam
That cuts through the
Thick panel curtains
And awashes in
Joy and healing.
There are paths
That unwind us like
Twine.
Distant, discord
and discarded
From the world of fear of lost hope,
Only to be
Shed in light
By a sunbeam
That cuts through the
Thick panel curtains
And awashes in
Joy and healing.