I hold life in my hands but I do not understand how to show it's purpose to the world.

I hold peace in my heart but when that peace wavers I am left to think that my peace was only an illusion of my day.

I find that counting on my own self does not lead to my peace but my suffering.

My heart wants nothing more but to let into itself.

My mind would love to do nothing else but play with fantasies.

But my Spirit,
My spirit wants to hang on.
Hold on, to the lord and not my desires.