It's Okay
It's okay to stumble,
to fall in the dust of the day,
feeling the heavy weight of yesterday.
It's fine to feel weak and weary,
losing your footing and your way,
like a ship lost in the endless gray.
For these are just moments,
a breath, a flicker, a sigh,
fleeting shadows in the sun passing by.
They don't define time,
nor the race yet to be run,
and neither who I am beneath the sky.
But for how long, Lord,
for this ache won't cease to be,
and the silence is a heavy sound to me.
Make haste to help me,
make haste to set me free,
to help me stand on solid ground and see.
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