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Alms Come In Many Forms

Life lessons are to be learned. Not by the strong but the meek. Seek and you shall find, Knocking on life’s door will ensure its opening. As told by the teacher, “Ask and you shall receive.” Like the eye of the blind, Who has a remnant of clay upon their brow. Only now open to see the beauty all around. Like the feet of the lame, Who dance with joy upon the city’s street. Out to meet the passerby’s, causing interest, and to preach. Telling a story of a man Who simply and sincerely expressed follow me. Upon following Him, he grants the ability to see and dance, And not just physically. Helping us who know the story’s end, To lend a helping hand. Pulling another from the mire to inspire his own song and dance.
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Written by
matthias
American
Published
Aug 7, 2013
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- From Life Is But A Reflection

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