Whatever's planned for me, it is something good.
What else could possibly await
When my future is destined by the one who owns
Every Praise?
My pursuit for love will survive these battles.
Despite fear or doubt, they will be fought.
Despite my weakness, they ought to be conquered.
Thus I shall have full trust that even pain
Comes with a profound gift.
Have you heard of a victor feeling defeated?
The hopeful feeling depleted?
My skin and hair may shed when tears aren't enough,
And they'll nurture my roots,
Reminding me that I come from profound Mercy, eternal Justice,
And the deepest Love.
Mar 16
Mar 16, 2026 at 12:25 PM UTC
Whatever's planned for me, it is something good.
What else could possibly await
When my future is destined by the one who owns
Every Praise?
My pursuit for love will survive these battles.
Despite fear or doubt, they will be fought.
Despite my weakness, they ought to be conquered.
Thus I shall have full trust that even pain
Comes with a profound gift.
Have you heard of a victor feeling defeated?
The hopeful feeling depleted?
My skin and hair may shed when tears aren't enough,
And they'll nurture my roots,
Reminding me that I come from profound Mercy, eternal Justice,
And the deepest Love.
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