Staring at a dark gray sky,
Thinking about how hopeless she is,
Wondering what other reasons there might be
To keep holding on to this rusty post of hope,
Broken connections, promises, and plans;
How many restless nights must she suffer?
How much tears must be shed, she wonders
If this pain is ever curable,
What medicine must be taken?
What a coincidence it is,
To be laying down and patted by this man
The man opened His mouth and utters some simple words;
"Wait for my plan" enlightenment covered her
The only phrase she needed right from the start
Came from the right person to touch her heart
The man amazingly disappeared
And yet she knew she still have a purpose
There is no more reason to be sad
Right when she heard those words from God
