Shivering with delight
The green frond above
bouncing with colour
The red earth below
The magic that maketh
Heavens burst out
The magic that maketh
You and me enthralled
Forgive me for my sins
Forsake me not when I call to thee
I did what I did just to survive
And yet these evil clouds beckon to me
A silver of glimmering hope I live for
My hearts an aching
Waiting for mercy, heavenly or otherwise
There is nothing else that I be praying
And as I close my eyes
I hear a voice within my head
It was all meant to be this way
With an air of finality, it said
Not a believer of fate
Or the quirky stuff our lines proclaim
I still can’t help venture a wondering
As to the proceedings of this life game
Is it what we do?
Or do events unfold at their whim?
Do we reap what we sow?
Or is it all truly a holy mess?
I know just this, when fear strikes
And despair threatens me thus
I close my eyes to be subjugated
To my weakness of being only human.
