The Plan
These days my heart pumps slowly
For fear of faling too fast
It clings to what it desires
And hopes the feeling will last
My spirit has taken a detrimental glide
And I'm free falling on faith alone
I am learning to trust God's will be done
And to live as he would condone
Days are rough and I can't help but think
Of you, your thoughts, your heart
I'm trying to be strong and with God I can
But I've missed you from the start
Little things we've done and the good times
Are all I seem to recall
I know had we done things accordingly
God would have ensured we'd never fall
You have a great heart and gentle spirit
Some recent things I don't understand
But I know it's not up to me to fear it
Because somehow, it's part of God's plan
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