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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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