There once was a time when I would curse the heavens to freeze time.
Alas, be careful what you wish for.
I wonder if time will ever fly again.
If my hands will once again be blessed by our loving God.
Or if I am destined to journey about my life's work,
With a quiet desperation of gratitude,
In peaceful solitude.
Where does the future head?
What battles wait around the corner?
In the midst of a dreadful season,
In the midst of a mighty sword slashing through my heart,
I wait patiently in my agony.