Desert Light

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Forty days beneath wide skies,
where silence strips away disguise.
Empty hands, a quieter heart,
a place where new beginnings start.

The road is long, the sun burns bright,
we walk by faith and not by sight.
With weary steps through shifting sand,
we cling to hope we scarcely understand.

Tempted, tested—still we stand,
held within the Father’s hand.
Through ash and prayer, through loss and fight,
we journey on toward Easter’s light.

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