He is our stability when the universe dances in our mind. He is the crescent that signals our beginning. He is the brightness that eclipses the moon of our ending.
It is He who listens to our deepest fears
Listens to the sorrowful laments of our hearts
Like an infant in a cradle
Listening to it cry in its darkest nights
Listens to it sing in its brightest days
He feels the joy behind every smile
And the pain behind every tear
He’s the caring eye
When no eye would settle upon ours
When we feel no love from the world
That built us up and brought us down to our knees
It is He who accepts our kneels when the world
Only accepts us on our feet
It is His remembrance that keeps my tides crashing
He’s the home this traveler has always been searching for
When my sins left scars
Scars became maps
And these maps lead to Him
It is He who finds us beneath the tree
Looking for shade from the world
When memories plague through our mind
Nightmares blur our daylight
And pain numbs our hearts
It is He who is the cure for our ailments
By prostrating, soul and mind
He is a wealth of a different kind
A wealth founded on love
He is the darkness that surrounds
The stars of hope
He is our stability
When the universe dances in our minds
He is the crescent that signals
Our beginning
He is the brightness that eclipses
The moon of our ending
He is the one that calms
The rhythmic flares of the sun
So that the world may feed
He is the reason the Sun sinks
In the western sky
Only to rise again, for life
The light does not deny
Nor would He deny
Yet we, the nothingness, portraying arrogance
Underneath the planets and constellations
Cannot thank a little?
