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Illustration from: Encounters with Jesus
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Just Go Away

A white pony carries a little soul.
No time to make its mark.
No time to write a song.
No time to light a spark.

He might have played the trumpet;
She the violin.
She might have taught our children
How to write a song.

He might have mended our hearts
With the music of the soul.
She might have healed the darkness of the fading mind.

Just go away, little soul,
Before you sing your song.
Just go away.

Six white horses waiting for the mighty to fall.
A white pony to carry a bucket and a rose.

The little white pony
Carries a little soul
To where angels wait.

Angels—a million or more
Carry the little soulsTo Heaven’s dance.

Darkness spreading across the field…
The flickering human heart.
But angels storm the field,
Carrying the beloved to the dance.

Just go away, little soul,
Before you sing your song.
Just go away.

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