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Endless Spring
Rising up
From the depth of my soul
It comforts me
And makes me whole
It trickles through
The cracks of my heart
Through every crevice
And every part
When I feel weary
When I feel weak
That is when
The gospel speaks
Angels in heaven
Loudly sing
As i am cleansed
By the Endless spring
By Don Zimmerman
3/19/2017
From the depth of my soul
It comforts me
And makes me whole
It trickles through
The cracks of my heart
Through every crevice
And every part
When I feel weary
When I feel weak
That is when
The gospel speaks
Angels in heaven
Loudly sing
As i am cleansed
By the Endless spring
By Don Zimmerman
3/19/2017
Published 23rd Feb 2019
| Edited 13th Jan 2024
Author's Note
A pair of felonies ruined my life, costing me a job, car, 20 yr wife and I ended up broken in a homeless shelter. My parents are gone and my brother died without speaking to me. My two sisters don't speak to me either. It's amazing how when you do something bad, people throw their own garbage on you.
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