(NaPoWriMo14 Day 27)
I wait in silence as fate speaks.
His dictates and acts not my own.
Minding not my wait, I’m just in haste.
All Ori requested, I’m being thrown?
Life unfolds as it is written.
No dictates of destiny worries can alter.
While I make plans, it follows its patterns.
Hoping in his pouch are days brighter.
I wait in prayer for what tomorrow brings.
Laying ’em all at the feet of the Maker.
He sees tomorrow, He can heal my sorrow.
Hoping He makes do His promises to the letter.
