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Light glistening off pearlescent waters,
Sun and clouds pictures from a dream,
Seagulls diving to delight little children,
Angel Innocence, guarding her beloved,
Inspiring their joy, defending their peace.

Darkness roles in from the horizon,
The angel watches warily, almost fearfully,
Her children below still laugh and play,
Unaware of the danger to their guardian,
Closer and closer, thunder and lightning.

The storm moves over their land of pure,
Halting their play, disrupting their reverie,
Raining in Troubles, Striking foul Cruelties,
Fearful, scared, the little ones run, scattered,
Forsaking Innocence, their closest ally.

The angel fights on, aware of their betrayal,
Tense darkness bullies her cherished existence,
Lightning strikes, she falls, crumpled, near broken,
Her beloved watch, sorrowed, as she is taken,
The Trouble has come to wash her away.

Halt; hear cometh Compassion’s parents,
Crying out, shouting, with voices loud and clear,
Angel Innocence stays; is their angry protest,
Her time has not yet come, take her not away,
Be gone from us foul Storm of Heartbreak!

Flinching, recoiling, the darkness shies away,
Raining Trouble lightens, exhausted of supply,
Striking Cruelty hesitates, strength so pathetic,
Exult!  Shoulders lifted from Heartbreak’s fury,
Innocence arises, beating back what hasn’t fled.

At last, the sun is restored to full, glorious majesty,
The angel’s beloved return to kiss and embrace,
Compassion’s parents, then stiff, relax once more,
Asking only, will Innocence stay and again defend?
She answers, I protect as long as I am protected.

When will this earth learn to heal?
When will the crying and anger,
Accept healing and soothing?
When will the darkness give way to the light?

We look around and see pain.
We look around and see anger.
We look around and see fighting.
We look around and see destruction.

We miss the sunlight,
Dancing off the golden rays,
Come to fight the shadows,
Of this life.

We miss the peace,
Knocking at the door,
Telling us, baby,
It’s going to be alright.

We miss the flowers,
Churning, growing, sprouting,
Bringing color after a rainy day,
Bringing life to an empty soul.

We miss the love,
A gentle breeze,
Blowing through our lives,
Touching and healing our needs.

Come on, my brothers and sisters!

Come on, and choose the sunlight,
Come on, and feel the peace,
Come on, and touch the flowers,
Come on, and bathe in true love.

God is reaching and calling,
He is yearning to relieve,
This weighing on our hearts,
This burning fire consuming our souls.

This pain is blinding,
These burdens are heavy,
This sorrow everlasting,
This toil unchanging.

God has strength for our burdens.
God has the salve for our pain.
God has the peace for our sorrow.
God has the love to cover everything.

If we can look beyond our trials and sorrow,
If we can look beyond the torment of our past,
If we can look beyond the darkness of this world,
We will find peace, love and joy in God’s hands.