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the wind is running riot through the pines
colossal swaying giants
but i stand
the rain is tormenting the rhodys
helpless failing leaves
but i stand
somehow the stream of life flows on
loves, losses, and breaks
the taste of coffee at day's dawning
the unseen scars of words said
the wind in my face on a fall day
selah
His faithfulness unfathomable
my understanding so limited
on the cusp of tomorrow
still i stand
uncertain, unsure, longing for hope
what wreckage left by wind and rain
help my unbelief