Snapdragon
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In the wasteland I wait for a sign from above
An ache to speak with a God of love
Silence when I call his name
I shiver and soon grow numb to pain
Then, as in a vision or dream
There was a light, or so it seemed
Amidst the darkness, blinding snow
She smiled at me from out the glow
She took my hand and held it fast
Together many years we passed
Though yet I have not seen God's face
In this I can receive his grace
This faerie child bequeathed to me
To show me truth I cannot see
God so far away from sight
Sends me still his shining light
Snapdragon
