Blessing

I'll tell you about a mercy ridden morning with both gladness and sadness in my eyes
With both rejoicing and downward smile harbouring my chest

In all of it I was blessed

Because I know the moment now, is shown no farther forward than then
When mapped apon the infinite
The fingerprint of God
My blessings tomorrow already on that hand

That I might rise and know him more
Or die and see his face

For I am a sinner saved by Grace

And now indications
Nods of approval and urges to reach further and grasp his plan
In front of me, surrounding me

I am free

And I will do so
His will be done