Difficulties...rise with every new tide 

concerns obscuring beacon...abide 

the beauty of the day cannot be seen 

erased...by a black-out screen 

needs press...heavy...on an engrafted bough 

and one prays, Lord, I need you now! 

Then...He Comes 

with rays that strengthen and nurture  substantiating ...there is a Son 

and we know that everything is going to be all right... 

whether for this marching hour or...future kites 

even our rough edges are tended...drenched in His miraculous balm...

flowing...like alum, layering with calm

When we've taken a sip from trust's cup      

then we climb another step...up      

venturing onto paths only walked... 

with a...faith...stalk  

thus, the total sum; when chains of doubt are undone...         

Then...He Comes

 Heb 11:6

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