I look towards the
wintering trees
To hush my fretful soul
As they rise to face the
icy sky
And hold fast beneath the
snow
Their rings grow wide,
their roots go deep
That they might hold their
height
And stand like valiant
soldiers
Through the watches of the
night
No human shoulder ever
bears
The weight of all the world
But hearts can sink beneath
the ache
Of trouble's sudden surge
Yet far beyond full knowing
There's a strong unsleeping
light
That reaches round to hold
me
Through the watches of the
night
I have cried upon the steps
that seem
Too steep for me to climb
And I've prayed against a
burden
I did not want to be mine
But here I am and this is
where
You're calling me to fight
And You I will remember
Through the watches of the
night
You I will remember
Through the watches of the
night
-Kristyn Getty
I heard this poem last night and had to share it. I would highly recommend listening to it by the author on youtube. She has an amazing voice and awesome Irish accent.
FYI...I plan on coming back to this space more reguarly but I am still working out what I want this space to be like.
Much Love,
Mere
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