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The Accident
I feel it deep inside--
Reach out,
Take them in,
Give up my life:
Try to help.
I’m lost, afraid, I can’t do a thing--
Locked in,
Close my eyes,
Tears fall:
Desperate prayer.
I feel it spreading--
Power, not mine,
No assurance,
Peaceful chaos:
Love is loose.
Love is loosed in faithful prayer--
Spreading,
Winding,
Healing:
Power, not mine.
Love does not will that we should see pain--
Set free,
Helped up,
Silent hand:
Healing set free.
The Accident was another poem written for the collision between the semi-truck and the Amish buggy.
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