The Plan

These days my heart pumps slowly For fear of faling too fast It clings to what it desires And hopes the feeling will last My spirit has taken a detrimental glide And I'm free falling on faith alone I am learning to trust God's will be done And to live as he would condone Days are rough and I can't help but think Of you, your thoughts, your heart I'm trying to be strong and with God I can But I've missed you from the start Little things we've done and the good times Are all I seem to recall I know had we done things accordingly God would have ensured we'd never fall You have a great heart and gentle spirit Some recent things I don't understand But I know it's not up to me to fear it Because somehow, it's part of God's plan