Come whispers of this heart of mine,
A passage to The One Divine.
From the breath of life, to vistas so rife;
Give glimpses of the heart of Thine.
Yet, I once lost such clarity,
To see ‘the way’ with verity.
The empty gardens of sinners’ pardons;
Led to hardness o’er charity.
And what about the suffering,
For some there is no buffering.
Cost of those who fail, fighting tooth and nail;
Confuses we who are sea fearing.
Still one thing there’s no denying,
With no praise is better lying.
If to reap our sow, and to sink so low;
There’s no recourse but for dying.
A listing ship now is righted,
Soul once lost has been united.
He held back His hand, payment on demand;
A due sentence unrequited.
Now grant me God serenity,
Stay near to my proximity.
Keep this heart of mine with Your heart Divine;
O’er distance of infinity.