Chosing the unknown
Awaiting results of the unknown
Torture
A ticking time bomb
Waiting for the seconds to creep by
Waiting for the unexpected
Accepting the expecting
Which will it be?
Good news
Bad news
No news
An awakening of the spirit and mind
A reminder to keep my faith intact
To keep going straight ahead
Even though the path is unclear to me
Expecting catastrophe because my mind and thoughts are weak
Then seeing the miracles that have been quietly waiting, patiently waiting for me to see them
A leap a step of faith into the unknown
Fortunes and misfortunes that find me
I all the while knowing His thoughts are not mine and His ways are not my ways
Such powerful words to be spoken you such a feeble fragile human soul, but oh how so true
So hopefully and completely true
Although death and mourning surround me
I can see the light
I can see the hope inside the glimmer our souls never snuff out
That is my gift
That is my faith
That is my hope
Though I know not what the future holds, and though my circumstance lies, and tells me to prepare for the worst
To prepare for heartache
Again I remind myself His thoughts are not mine, and his ways are not my ways
If they were I would be a lost soul wandering through this life quenched
By the dryness humanity hands me
