Take not any umbrage;
He will return.
On dark night, missing a moon,
Time and again He comes anew.
The ripe leaf gets shed at winter's onset;
In the spring it returns, tender and red.
Rays of the sun shroud a cloud's darkness;
Finding its light afresh, away the cloud moves.
Nobody is trifling, and that includes thee;
God's light to everybody you also receive.
Retain Him in psyche, engrave Him on memory;
He is with one and all, even when obscure.
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It might seem that He is missing, but that never occurs.
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