It Is Well
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It Is Well
Quiet calm
Is in my soul
Gratefully I reflect
On past pain
From the Iron Crucible
I have passed –
Turning the blood to wine.
And laughter within
Rings forth Joy.
Golden petals unfold
Expose the Jewel within
Rays of peace permeate
My present surroundings.
I take the calm with me
I am stronger for it.
And it is well.
Pains bring Gains
in the womb of every pain
is a possible gain
But we need to persevere
to obtain the gain.
Your poem is rich with a profoud truth and vivid imagery.
Thank you
is a possible gain
But we need to persevere
to obtain the gain.
Your poem is rich with a profoud truth and vivid imagery.
Thank you
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