_~_My hands feel feeble from holding my light
Strength within me, keeping me in the fight
I once was wrong, times I was right
Holding on to my light
Putting up a fight
Cease from being blown away, flying my kite
Shivers from cold, heat within reach
Stitch saving nine, none with which
Holding on to my light
Putting up a fight
I am afraid of darkness, my refuge is in the light
Avoiding paths crooked...moving things straight
For those I have to wait
Not yet, I am not there yet
The sun still up, noon the moon coming out at night
I might, I will, when the time is right
Of this universe I pursue not, left behind all that was
Calm in the inside, firm on the outside
Out at the centre, paths chosen, ties loosen
Waiting for that time... twinkling stars begin to shine
I will be humble far from pride
All this with God by my side
In him I can surely abide
©fredrick o
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