{"id":2020,"date":"2017-12-21T12:42:00","date_gmt":"2017-12-21T16:42:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogpage.sandrassoulserenity.com\/?p=2020"},"modified":"2022-07-20T11:25:28","modified_gmt":"2022-07-20T15:25:28","slug":"lean-on-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogpage.sandrassoulserenity.com\/index.php\/2017\/12\/21\/lean-on-me\/","title":{"rendered":"Lean On Me"},"content":{"rendered":"
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They prayed for a beauty, and they planted a seed,<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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They expected no less, but did not water and feed.<\/span><\/div>\n
Simply kneel in the garden, provide time and care,<\/span><\/div>\n
But they kneeled by the bed\u2026prayed in despair.<\/span><\/div>\n
Our loving God, he knew what to give.<\/span><\/div>\n
Through his sunshine, it grew and it lived.<\/span><\/div>\n
It\u2019s with him I place faith, I asked for release,<\/span><\/div>\n
From the very garden that I struggled for peace.<\/span><\/div>\n
I heard no response, I grew with what I\u2019d been given,<\/span><\/div>\n
I was not beautiful, but indeed I was living.<\/span><\/div>\n
I\u2019ve seen storms, I\u2019ve endured heavy rains,<\/span><\/div>\n
I\u2019ve even had lovers who have carved their names.<\/span><\/div>\n
My wounds have healed, but the scars remain,<\/span><\/div>\n
Who I long ago was\u2026 will never be the same.<\/span><\/div>\n
I stand tall now, my branches so strong,<\/span><\/div>\n
Where the birds rest, and sing their songs.<\/span><\/div>\n
When restless souls are tired in fight,<\/span><\/div>\n
My branches come down and hold them tight.<\/span><\/div>\n
I counted on others, but now stand on my own,<\/span><\/div>\n
I give comfort to others, so I won\u2019t feel alone.<\/span><\/div>\n
God has released me, in his own unique way,<\/span><\/div>\n
Peace is within, there\u2019s no running away.<\/span><\/div>\n
You can stand and do nothing, you\u2019ll live just the same,<\/span><\/div>\n
Or you can truly thrive, just let go of the shame.<\/span><\/div>\n
Give to others, as you\u2019d like to receive,<\/span><\/div>\n
Listen to God, through the soft subtle breeze.<\/span><\/div>\n
If that\u2019s my purpose, I will happily comply,<\/span><\/div>\n
It\u2019s an endless beauty, that won\u2019t wilt and die.<\/span><\/div>\n
From higher ground there\u2019s bright skies to see,<\/span><\/div>\n
Climb on my branches\u2026. and lean on me.
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Written by Sandra Carter<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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