I need a space for silence
where I can commune with Him
God, my reason for everything
who calls me even in times of difficulties.

His ways may not be our ways
but his essence speaks the enormity
of humanness and divinity
across this world of frailty.

I guess I have to move on
amid some trials and afflictions;
it’s really a matter of faith conviction
that I have to hang on to His will.

With all the problems I meet each day,
I still stand up and face them with optimism
it’s really a great deal of faith that I’ve to keep going
in this world of struggles awash with denunciation.

I see how it works, along with temptations,
pride and obdurity to insist on my own
but with an attitude of humility and nothingness