This is what I do to keep my faith,
as I strongly submit to the raising praise.
“I have my fingers crossed between my eyes.
free with hope
as I seek for the skies.
unlimited beauty awaits
for us, you and I, to disguise.”
Let me begin;
As I whittle with my tongue
to have this story told by thee,
To follow the stream in my heart for this,
as it started with a breeze kiss
on the lips,
I reckon my heart for you to miss.
Mother, do please define our shine!
All I ask for,
to grasp for a sign. To wander within
our stream of faith