Each day we awaken with worried minds,
and hopes that we'll get through--
The troubles that arise before us,
with courage and fortitude.
It's not that we're ungrateful,
for the gifts we've received from above--
Happy times can be overshadowed,
when we've forgotten that we're loved.
It's hard to feel His presence,
in all the things we face--
Afraid and weak our hearts reach out,
for His everlasting grace.
It doesn't matter who you are,
or what name you call your God--
The spirit of life is written on,
each soul that conquers fraud.
The lie is that we're here alone,
with nothing to enhance our faith--
Yet the sun and moon glow peacefully,
then disappear without a trace.
Where did the magic all begin,
and do we question why?
The days move on despite each trial,
while dark nights sing their lullabies.
One foot in front of the other,
is really all that we can do--
Just make a choice to live and learn,
and with God's love you'll begin anew.