My Destiny
You guide me steadily, to my land
Be it with a hard, or with a soft hand
Sometimes through utmost confidence
Sometimes through utter indifference
But you are my best, and my preference
I always resort to you for reference.
I know my loving prayer is not in vain
Where others are struggling with pain
There are times I should seek solitude
To feel my vivid soul with fortitude
Clear and fresh like the air in spring
My soul relieves my heart like a wing
Copyright 2012 Emile Tubiana
Rose
Ron
great lines.
Budd
Much peace, love and light,
Amber