My name
Because our names mark our beginnings
The Start Of My Ends
How I yearned for freedom
to break free from his shackles
But a single touch of freedom
left me empty
I lost too much
it became meaningless
that is how it came to
The Start Of My Ends

Fortunately my Name
is like a piece of paper
when you've destroyed a side
you flip it over
and start again on the clear page
God showed me how
he heard my heart cry and took my hands onto his
I glanced down to see
I was silenced
by His light and the warmth of his touch
No measure of time can be told
but my losses can be seen brought back
into my arms
and that is how it came to be
The Start of My Ends

With my Name
and on behalf of all other Names
I thank the Lord for not giving up on
those who gave up
for listening to every prayers
said and unsaid
for wiping away tears
shed and unshed
There is truly no word
big enough to Express the joy
happiness
that is wrapped around me like
my favourite blanket

To all the bad days
this is how it came to be
The Start of their Ends