O God, where’s light – ‘the spark of life’?
So I can see – ‘the happy me’.
In the mirror, I can see mere reflections,
But not myself – ‘the real me’.
I can see the fun, but not happiness,
Not that bliss – ‘a joy within’.
Many to support around, yet no peace,
I burn in their ego, their pride.
O God, Take my eyes, not my mind,
Grant me sight to look within.
Take away that support, not my peace,
Make me strong to rise in pain.
Make me capable of helping those in need,
A selfless service, without return.
O God, I’m your child, I strive and thrive
Grant me my wings so I can fly.