Beneath all the pain and loss,
Is a heart begging for a cause.
Mundane tasks enter, just to forget the lost
For a way for forgiveness to cross.
It started with a point, going deeper with the line
The road seems endless, the light seems boundless
But days are counting, minutes are swaying
For words that shouldn’t have been spoken.
There are lines that doesn’t meet,
Even if the field has been crossed in the same beat.
There, some memories are locked waiting to be called,
Just to see if the straight path has been installed.
Mistakes were made and plucked its way
Still, miracle always finds a solution even at bay.
Confusion, may destroy and control the owner’s hay,
Yet, hope will arise as forgiveness let the hearts turn to pray.