With Open Arms

Poetry for Palestine

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Soul, O soul don’t be sad
 
This turmoil is but a fleeting storm
 
Life is born of cosmic explosions
 
Stardust, supernovas and black holes
 
They make plans and the Most Sublime plans
 
Out of chaos, order supreme
 
They destroy nothing but their very own souls
 
Cheer up and dry those precious tears
 
Run to the One Most Gracious Most Kind
 
Open your arms and feel the Grace
 
With that embrace nothing can harm
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