Shadows
of a Soul
We
see small glimpses into the shadow of a soul
Weathered
eyes betraying that hardships took their toll
Every
time worn crease contours a wrinkled brow
With
furrows of the past a reflection they endow
A
man who counts his blessings has softness in these lines
Maturing
in the good life like aged and vintage wines
An
expression of character shows within the face
Gentle
in adversity or harshness in its place
Life
creates the crossroads that every man must choose
These
fleeting paths of juncture crisscrossing as they fuse
The
light is in the future our hope is in the now
We
call upon the savior on knees and takes a vow
This
day
We
pray
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