Praise
Letting go of the thread that kept me safe
Falling in the world beyond this cliff
Finding that the end was nowhere in sight
That I then found wings and I took off in flight
For what happens has been meant to happen
From the dawn of time, a mystery not mine
As the grand designer of the world sits smiling
At our world going forward to his planning
Why then do we see the world as misfortune?
Why not as an opportunity rather than dismay?
In a world where we are beset by thunder and rain
Call forth your courage and see it as a deifying praise
In the form of a golden blaze
Michael Aquilina 19.03.2023