Rotate the Wheel of Destiny, O Lord

1 Sept 2022 (Afternoon)

O Lord

as beautiful as

a soft child’s heart

as fragrant as

the first spring’s fall

as melodious as

the cuckoo of Himalayas

O my saviour

for You my heart beats

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for You my soul rejoices

ever so long

For You

i get up every morning

for You again

i try to sing

but my voice knows no music

it’s only You who sings 

my words have no power

of their own

it’s only You who speaks

And when You sing

and when You speak

through this ‘fragile young vessel’

the winds blow

the breaths quiver

for sure i know

The whistling sounds 

of birds all around

healing starts with Your

first soulful sound

When i come to You

all crying all hopeless

all confused all fearful

ask You of 

all that i want to have

all that i want to get

all that i feel i need

What You hear in that cry

an innocent child’s plea

to her loving mother

to change this 

to end this suffering 

here and now

It’s been too much

i’ve seen too much

either take me into Your arms

or drown me in deep waters

so i cannot be found 

My ears hurt, O Lord

i’ve heard enough 

of ignorance

of aggression

of hatred

now come to me 

and

Take me in Your arms

Take me in Your arms

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