The more I try to move away from you
The more I'm pulled towards you.
What is this gravitational force?
Is it the hand of the mighty almighty—
Guiding me, shielding me through you?
Or teaching me lessons I’m meant to learn?

But for how long will there be this hold?
When will this force leave me and go?
It’s both bitter and sweet…
And a bit worrisome!
will it end in a fall?
To the ground - wounded?
Or will I rise steady and strong?

Will these few days of the hold
Be all I get to cherish?
In exchange for a lifetime of anguish
That, your presence destined to bring?

Who holds the answer?
is it you, ..or the powerful Almighty?