Tic tok; Seconds, turn into minutes, stock up hours through days, months, blur into years. I have been given life. Good, bad, joys and tears, Everything; strife. Tic Tok, Strikes the clock of time; Precious moments are thus mine. Tic Tok.
Holy Spirit You bring everything back to life. You are life, I can hope in you. Extinguish darkness. Drown out the lies. Be the continual thread, That leads me back to thee.
Death hath befallen us Of a patient and kind Resident, curious She often quietly sat, her mind Observing, empathising, harmonious. She now leaves behind Her memories; ghosts of good times?
This is my house, where I can freely dance Where I can be, Without a second glance. Where I can freely pray, Thank you for hearing, Seeing and providing. Your cooling rain deepens Your promises.