Look up

June 4, 2025

I look up

With a heart heavy yet hopeful,

Seeking a sign,

A fragment of His vast design,

Whispering softly,

“My child,

Your journey has just begun.”

I look up

Through the storms I endure,

In the silent grace

Of His embrace,

Feeling the warmth

Of His love’s gentle trace,

Saying,

“My child,

You have found your place.”

I look up

And see the light,

A beacon piercing the night,

Guiding me right,

With His might,

My spirit takes flight,

Hearing,

“My child,

You are my delight.”

I look up

And discover strength,

At length,

To traverse the distance,

With unwavering persistence,

In His existence,

I hear,

“My child,

You have my assistance.”

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