The Merciful Heart
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Like long rains, she is welcomed
eminently armed to cause a smile.
Her aroma whispers to every ear
and the rhythm of her footsteps
Sing to the withering souls.

Her marks will not fade away
Her contagious love waters faith to bear hope
She has no worry to be soiled or fractured
She will be cleansed of her dust in the tent of the Most High.