Tomorrow I hold in an open hand,
Even if there's a fate I can't understand,
What I will do if all I have planned,
Slips through my fingers like grains of sand?
Day to day so much is unknown,
And it feels like I'm alone,
Trusting in seeds that have yet to be sown,
Knowing that none of this is done on my own,
But what if He takes it only to replace it,
And what of the new picture if I deface it,
Or try to rework it and then decide to erase it?
If it doesn't work now dare I chase it?
Words are at a loss,
Nothing said can make right,
The one chance, only chance,
Is lost without fight,
So I close my eyes,
Hold out open hands,
Walk into the darkness,
Hope to find where He stands.
