Although our world crumbles.
Lord you remain whole
So extravagant, comforting, and humble.
I am warm in the cold.
Who am I? to question your destiny , why thousands are in agonies...
No pain? just sole apathy?
A striking reality, Jesus died with a cost.
You acknowledge each life...
While each hand is yearning for another.
Parents are seeking strife
one perished sister or brother.
all in your Kingdom above
surrounded by unfathomable love.
I am at peace with your plan
content with the unknown.
an hourglass with inconsistent Sand
I cease with worries , but I am home.
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