Short Spurts #3

Hope whispers to the bruised heart,

From sources of random kindness,

Giving hope to the fallen, defeated,

Through spurts of deliberate goodness,

Don’t yet let go of your tattered soul,

Every ounce of courage now harness,

Send out a prayer from your wounds,

Let the Lord breathe into it freshness.

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