Updated: Apr 29, 2021
How can I live when I've not yet died?
What can I give when it's borrowed time?
How can I love if Ive not yet cried?
You gave your only son to die.
When Shade spills over, but your light shines through, Help me to see more of you.
More of you and less of me,
It is the only way to peace.
How can we fear when we are never alone?
Keep my path straight until the fear is gone.
I trust in your promise that new life begins.
We can't know the ending, One doesn't exist.
by Jenny Muscatell