Reality

I stare at reality,
A shadowed door for me.
A bitter wind blows,
And memories of the past flows.

Why did it go this way?
Why did I even try to play?
Now all I feel is pain
But yet, I don’t see the gain.

A soft whisper now I hear,
“You don’t have to fear”
“That’s all I see,
There is no hope for me”

“No there may not be,
Not by your own strength but by Me”
“How can I believe,
Especially since I cannot even breathe?”

“I have seen how you cried,
But I know you can take it all in stride.
I have held every tear,
And watched you look into the mirror.

My child, you are Mine,
After you are polished you will shine.
So please, don’t sigh.”
“Father, I will try.”

The door of reality may be dim,
And your chances may seem slim.
But you can cope,
Just trust Him and have hope.