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Posted by Jay Olson
November 9, 2016 -
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Last night I slept a fitful sleep--my mind was lost in grief.
The peaceful dreams that tried to come--were stolen by a ravenous thief.
Sleep will come to the pure at heart--it may sometimes take a short while.
There is no rest for the wicked ones--a truth that makes honest souls smile.
To those that stir up trouble and fear--who foment all sorts of hate.
There is always a day of reckoning--the hour is getting late.
To the souls who hate and fear each day--with somebody always to blame.
Your anger will never feed your soul--it will only kindle your shame.
For those who feel abandoned--for those left out in the rain,
The hands of time will heal the wound and soothe your sorrow and pain.
Tis a difficult task to be gracious--it is not easy to swallow your pride.
Stand tall and never abandon hope--knowing goodness is there by your side
Don't be like the ones you have struggled with--don't sink to a level so low.
Never curse the ones who cause you grief--don't let your anger show.
So take the road that is highest--it isn't so easily done.
If you take the road that is highest, you will always walk in the sun.~Jay O.
