This moment in time
winds blow,
leaves rattle the roof,
winters bite sinks into my joints,
reflecting on a winter pass, and
the frost bitten little feet of The Master.
How can I️ complain?
Reflecting
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O God, guide me, protect me, make of me a shining lamp and a brilliant star. Thou art the Mighty and the Powerful. —‘Abdu’l-Bahá
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