I looked at all that you have lost, and in truth I somehow
know this heart, yet beating, should bear no more pain.
Though sky and ocean seem to flood the distance, like rain,
my eyes see a shore beyond this sea of blood that now,
high mountains frame. I pray the washes of grace and love endow
sweet peace upon your heart and though long, at journey's blessed end,
greet you in warm acceptance. It's said wounds heal and bones mend.
Lie here with me and wait as the sun sets and daylight takes a bow.
Cry no more and dream your hopes anew, my love, don't show
your future that shattered past, begin to live again. It's not one
door closes but another opens. With hope's light, bright as the sun,
dry those tears, breathe again in sweet anticipation. Grow
high as treetops on mountain slopes just as summer becomes snow.
Fly your wishes into dawn, let life take you, let the wind blow.

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