I’m giving up on rhymes tonight,
My mind can’t stay on track.
I doubt, if it wanders too far,
I’ll ever get it back.
Yet, I know even if it’s lost
Down every winding trail,
My weary mind will find its way
Back to You, without fail.
For You are the refuge it seeks
Instinctively these days,
And it will love You, heart and soul,
Even without a praise!
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