So often I doubt myself
So difficult staying positive....
In this that would be glory
To awaken time after time
Not having contributed a worthy word
Oh Lord, how I yearn
For just one line within the great story...
If I were to desire otherwise
Would be to quench the fires that burn in me
Because from contrition and true humility of heart
There is born in my soul, the hope
That I may play a simple part
Where peace returns to my troubled conscience
And I may meld within the fragrance
Rising from the glowing incense
This grace, a supernatural light
A special gift from God
Where I may be devoted
To the interior life
And then, by daily visitation
Speak to the world
Of how much I Love the creator
And how blessed I feel
To be alive....