If winter fails
to blossom
Into spring
And the sun
Forbears to shine
Still, I will sing
To God on High.
If darkness grips
Like a thunderstorm
And flowers faint
On a bitter day
Still, I will sing
To God on High.
If dreams are lost
in the ocean abyss
And hope hides
In the undergrowth
Still, I will sing
To God on High.
Still, I will sing
To God on High.
Chad A. Damitz
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