I coped I did not deal Then hoped Though did not heal Life's fickle dearth Yes You give me worth
I believed Short of reason In faith and birth conceived Trusted each season Life's outstretched hand Yes I don't understand
I've lived valiant Caressed each test Grasped resilience I'll let this rest A lily in a field Yes I will yield
I embraced uncertainty Faith You still know me dissonant, fought unbelief Yes in hope, joy, grief
Now I breathe this hour Not by my force Your Holy power You are all source If I awake again
In death in life
You are my friend.
Words and art PatsyP.