Learning to Love Is a Fragile Art
Silence is the space
Where God resides
And where souls journey
To discover the eternal music.
When I move in haste,
Beauty is hidden;
And when my life is loud,
Singing sparrows are never heard.
Sometimes you never know
How much you love someone
Until you hold her hands
Peacefully in a coffin.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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