Within the questions lie your answers

Within the questions lie your answers
March 12, 2017

What is it, tell me oh my dear
What is it that ails you so late at night?
What is it that nameless fear
That makes you too weak to fight.
What is it that, through the shadows of darkness,
Reaches out to choke you?
What is it that takes away your vigor of the day,
And does not let it blossom anew?
What is it that you feel but you don't?
What is it that does not seem quite right?
What is it that creeps in through the darkness,
To grip your heart tonight?
What is it that has no name?
What is it that scares you still?
What is it that lies quietly through the day?
But at night makes your blood so chill?

Why is it that you are happy and smart and all so sure of yourself?
And yet in the depths of night wonder if you even  know yourself.
Why is it that you know and believe in the powers beyond you;
And yet you allow the nightly fears to soak it up as sun with the dew?

Why do you not believe? Why do you choose to doubt?
What is that made you walk away?
What made you less devout?
Why is having faith a bad thing?
Why is it laughed away?
Why should your love for God
Be too shameful to accept or say?Why should the divine presence in your life - simply be hidden away?
Why oh why my dear dear child,
Why should you suffer alone?
Why should you suffer at all,
When you are in such a divine home?

You are but some of the chosen few, who have the power to do.
To change the world and to change minds - accomplish what you want to.
Why should you hinder your path, why should you set up the wall?
Why should you not be humbled by the blessing?
Why should you not be standing tall?

You were created with a purpose in mind and you may never know what it is.
But you will surely never know of it if you carry on with doing this.
Not taking the help you have - not taking the divine hand.
Not taking the only parachute that will make sure that you will land.

For there is no falling in grace, not when you have tried your best.
Not when you have always tried with not a moment to rest.

You have tried to be a person good with no vanity in your soul.
You have tried to be a daughter good by forgiving your parents whole.
You have tried to be a good sister and have tried to win her grace.
You know that it's a long journey, but you haven't quit the race.
You have been a student good and learned all your life.
You have taken lessons from everywhere - from peace and from strife.
You have been a mother good by trying hard to be better.
You always try and and always try even if you don't always do things to the letter.
You have been a wife good even when you were not.
You got up and turned your life around when all other chances were shot.
You were even good to yourself, by helping yourself heal.
You find someone to help you find the way - to help you again to feel.

So much effort you put in everything - and yet at night you doubt.
That my dear is nothing but fear of being found out.
That you are a child in the hands of God, you are nothing but his actions be. You see but what he shows you - or you nothing see.

You walk with kings and you wonder that if they will do if you start to pray.
They will laugh and throw you out - "you are a imposter!" You think they will say!

So you hide, your faith and your belief that your strength comes from within.
That a power beyond your body drives you - that having faith is not a sin.
You hide and you pretend my dear - you do not seek his solace.
That is why you fear the nights - not because you have fallen from grace.

Come back to the lit path that you followed when you were so young.
You doubted not, you questioned not the presence of something strong.
Instead you were curious and you asked the force to respond.
And it did - with wisdom and love that came from a dimension beyond.

Go back to that faith my child and nights will be your friend once more.
It will be when you gain knowledge and wisdom like forever before.

In your questions lie your answers - never forget that my child.
You will always come home to me - after your jaunt in the wild.