May I look to the One Who offered me
As only He can give, not as the world gives
It's that which comes from knowing
The center of my joy, the yoke I now wear
I carry it with me, yet not alone, he's here
He's always been, even when I left His side
The vine that calls me to remain, to abide
A cross He bore, mine I'll gladly bear
In my life, much came with outstretch arms
Offered many a thing, but the one thing
That passes all human understanding
To accept His plan, no need be alarmed
All my life, my prince has been this to me
Sanity has turned to serenity when I trust
When to accept what is not reasonable
It is then to let go and know, He is able
When led by you in darkest of moments
Always be reminded, I'm not that alone
All that are just, know their path to home
Its twists and turns are all too frequent
A solitary figure nightly-walks on my waves
Out of my midnights strength fails to will
Though boisterous they be, a power to save
Assuredly, tenderly speaks, 'Peace be still'
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.