I feel sore.
But I'm not tired of You,
I want more.
I spent sleepless nights,
And days,
Dreaming of the beginning,
Of change.
I know it'll come,
I know it has begun,
There are pangs and pain,
Thunder amidst rain.
I'm hanging on,
Tired of being weary,
I'm praying on,
For I know You hear me.
The many things that I now do,
Sometimes I wonder if they see it silly,
But either way,
It's my path to growth,
If success awaits, I know what's worth,
If I fail anyway, there'll be things I'd learn;
Lord, help me to be resilient.
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