Thursday, December 27, 2012

Beauty and Ice



 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Ice and beauty, beauty and ice;
Her heart is filled with both.
She knows that she should let one go,
But, to do so, she’s loathe.
 
For all the ice that coats her heart
Was formed through years of pain
And she’s afraid that if it melts
She’ll feel it all again.
 
But still, beneath that sheath of ice
Born from her years of strife,
The beauty of a loving heart
Still glows with vibrant life.
 
Jeremiah 8:18
You who are my Comforter in sorrow, my heart is faint within me.

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