Testify

And so, I’m here to testify
That hope can sprout when all seems lost
Regardless how are stars get crossed
Or how shallow our love supply

For everything gone out the door
Is set for its uncertain fate;
But past when we might think it late
We can find all we want – and more –

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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