We’ve all gotten loss in a certain space where we turned and glimpsed, unexpectedly, the twinkling of the stars in the pitch-dark night. Or tranquility after the roaring wave.
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Lowering my head, I kept staring at the rock beneath my feet.
I was then aroused by your lightest pat. The vast, sapphire sky you pointed.
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You reached out your hand and smiled, so did I.
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All could be cast away, perplexity or lament, while receiving this postcard.
Wander in the fineness of pure blue and starry night.
Just relax.
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Tomorrow is never the same as today.
New day, new hope.
He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings, you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
