Hasten I to goodness door
A place surely I’ve been before
Alas i found it was not akin
To the goodness I have labored in.
God has paved a goodness path
That rents the veil of darker wrath
And shown to me His graceful means
My eyes absorb where heart thus leans.
I pray for some who cannot discern
Goodness unique in absolute yearn
For on a rock a tree does stand
Where death fades in reprimand.
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