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by David John
If you could see
beyond your weeping tears,
to where the sunshine sparkles once again,
then would those drops of pain be free from fears,
and you'd recall that gardens need the rain.
If you could see beyond despair and sorrow,
to where the veil is lifted, mercy flows,
then would today be blessed by faith's tomorrow,
and thorns be valued for tomorrow's rose.
For tears can give love's rainbow many hues,
but life's sun burns if taken to excess.
Love's kind wisdom often forbids us choose,
lest we seek sun before the rain can bless;
and were no tears, no rainbow could unfold;
for those who seek awaits a 'crock of gold'.