The Bride’s Refrain

Important things cry in soft Words and eyes of Truth;
Those leaves drop as teardrops in rain, a sad refrain;
Lost in a flood, they find no harbor to anchor the soul;
Leaves of life, made to nourish one whole;
Trodden upon and lost in noise, the story runs unheard;
Such is the Bride’s story; Is it yours?
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