December 26, 2007
I'm set on a quest.
Blindly searching for light
yearning for the treasure I seek.
Hope will prevail in me.
They just need to see.
There are whispers in the wind
things yet unsaid
secrets solemnly kept in the silence.
I cannot fail.
Though it is difficult to win.
Doing the impossible
is bringing dead to life.
Performing miracles so pure...
Faithfully I hold on
whispering prayers to guide me.
"Lord let the silence speak,
so the blind may see."

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