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there is a place around the bend

where songbirds gather from end to end

where lovers speak their prayer and dream

and poets pen their song of spring

the place that sits around the bend

speaks the breeze and breathes the wind

beneath the shade of acorn trees

indwells the oak and autumn leaves

there beneath the air and shade

bequeathed the care that broke then made

each request which took and gave

the coward's slight and soldier's brave

there is a place where hearts will meet

by the guiding hand and striding feet

there is a river in this place

there is no fear there, no disgrace

i seek the place where heart will find

rest from burdens and peace of mind

a heart unknown that will be mine

will there be found in passing time

i know not where the place will be

but only that it's the place for me

trials will end that i have yet to face

my soul is well: there is a place