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Drawing Near The Light

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Lo, when we wade the tangled wood,
In haste and hurry to be there,
Nought seem its leaves and blossoms good,
For all that they be fashioned fair.

But looking up, at last we see
The glimmer of the open light,
From o’er the place where we would be:
Then grow the very brambles bright.

So now, amidst our day of strife,
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Ratnakar Mandlik 05 April 2017

Light of life gleam through the tangle of to-day Thanks for sharing it here.

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Kayode Are 05 April 2017

To gleam open light on day of strife. Up up up.

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