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Light Behind the Gray
On a frozen lake, I learned to stand,
Afraid each step might break the land;
But something in me still took part,
Keeping time with my beating heart.
Beneath a distant midnight sun,
Where doubt and wonder blur as one;
Like an old friend’s voice I almost knew,
Patient and steady, soft and true.
And every shadow I have known
Was never as empty as it had shown;
There’s always light behind the gray,
A silver lining finds its way.
