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First Line: With wrenched and twisted soul, I came to you
Last Line: All those who, torn by grief, make others whole.
Subject(s): Compassion


With wrenched and twisted soul, I came to you. --
A storm-wracked bird goes floundering through the rain
And flutters wings against a lighted pane,
Entreating, struggling wildly, to break through
From bitter cold. -- So I, from chaos, drew
To beat my anguished cries against your brain!
You let me in; or surely I had lain
Defeated, with no strength to strive anew.

Forgive me, if I venture soft acclaim.
Somehow, I knew the agony you bore:
That, while you warmed me with a steady flame,
Your own great heart was passing bleak and sore.
I think that God must write into His Scroll
All those who, torn by grief, make others whole.





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