Have faith ‘little one’; the sun is there,
Lighting the way of my Joy.
Brush the worry from your eyes, have not a care.
The sun can sometimes be coy.
Decisions are many on the rocky path.
Faith and I your companions still.
Sooth the fire of Angel’s wrath,
With loving calm and strength of will.
Don’t question the winds for they are deaf.
Time the guide who is blind.
Feel not alone when you are beset,
By the fear and doubt in your mind.
Lift your eyes to the sky.
Look beyond the blur of the clouds.
Happiness holds for you and so do I.
Heaven still so very proud.
Don’t bow your head to circumstance.
Greet her with a burning heart.
Not all life is left to chance.
From defeat the chosen must part.
Success follows those who see.
Clarity becomes them, worry abating.
In their hands the brass ring will be.
The hardest part is the waiting.