The tale of a day ends

its words carried such sweetness
but the meaning was obscured
in rhymes and riddles
and the obsurd
remind me Lord
of this precious gift
why you placed us here
why we exist

Certainly You will protect me

The only delay is in my faultering conciousness
For You Know all things
nothing is hidden from You
what You need to extract from me
is my devotion
and awakenment from
my delusion
the day is bright
let my heart shine brightly too
knowing perfectly
You are the best friend through and through