Greatest Solace
Pain is inevitable
Like storm reaching perimeter
As it falls it breaks silence
Even smiles at desolation
Laughing at destruction
Leaving a frustration
Pain is not enemy
Nor friend or our ally
It is like free water flowing
Filling the gap of emptiness
From the happiness that’d removed
As we let lose our defenses
Pain is not created
By a Deity of creation
Nor manipulated by His hands
He let them roam to find a host
To assess how we need His grace
A gift to His children
“To those who are willing”
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