Monday, 8 July 2019

In His arms

Is my life as vast as this sea
Or a mere speck in the ocean of life,
Plundered hell i rise evermore
On this quest to not succumb and rise.

Am i merely a puppet in His hands,
A mere drop in such quantities of sand,
Or do I have a meaning to soar,
And take on life by the lion's roar.

Am i to beqeauth every hope and desire,
And these dreams that i have so much sired?
Or am i to seize opportunity as it beckons,
And calls me to see all that me strengthens?

For love does last even by this sea,
But what is it that i do not see?
What is it that catches me so off tuned
To the causes i must make to my fortune?

I love with no reason, a benign child am i,
So unforgivable have i become in His eyes?
So distraught but i choose to claim,
My destiny calling out his name.

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