Sunday, 22 October 2017

In Each Hand

My one hand holds acceptance
of all that has happened,
what will happen,
what may never come.

My other hand holds the knowing
That the Divine's plan is wiser
than mine,
designed just for me.

As both hands come together
in prayer,
I ask for courage,
I ask for strength.

And I feel hope.


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