Sometimes it's not just the sound we make,
Or the melody, but the impact we stake.
When I sing, it's like a journey untold,
Seeking the climax, my heart's story unfolds.
At times I find it, soaring high and free,
But sometimes it eludes, a burden to me.
There's much to pray for, me and the world at large,
Yet, often, it's us girls my prayers do charge.
I ponder, have I answered some divine call?
Or is it just a "call," the name we install?
I obey the Lord, with no need to debate,
For when I rebelled, I still followed fate's gate.
Why waste time, when time itself intervenes,
Guiding my path, my choices it screens?
I've let it lead, with no complaint or cry,
In its tender grasp, I learn and still fly high.
This is how I've coped, in the Lord's embrace,
Growing through challenges, finding my place.
With time as my guide, I trust in its flow,
In its gentle hands, I continue to grow.

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