Danielle Richard painting
Somewhere There Waiteth
Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
Sir Edwin Arnold
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing each through all the weary hours,
And meeting strangely at one sudden goal,
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers,
Into one beautiful and perfect whole;
And life's long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day.
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