...........A. Mustard. Seed...........

To and Fro.Now tempess blows                  
  Yet silence, fills the sky                  
And every step, A hope that I.                  
  My pride, my soul, I find.            
The life I've sown.Is life I reap.                  
  This message, in the sky      
And truth inside,not used,  
   unwise, insult my God on high.    
The storm has come.And where                
are friends.                
   They beckon, through the wind.                  
A song I sang.but now a poem.                  
  Oh what a fool, I've been.           
In unseen sky, the tempess      
Hides      
It closely reads my mind.             
Love cannot blame, you changed                
Your name.                
  If love, I ever had.                  
No longer filled, with daffodils.                  
  Myself, all by, myside.                  
The love I lost.I hope I'd find.                  
  World spinning, upside down.                
Tears falling, but unseen sorry.              
  Through darkend skies, on high              
This hope have I.that faith I find              
  Even the, Size of a Mustard Seed.              
               
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