REFLECTIONS © 2011
Oh! My Lord, at least your love
Is an anchor amidst the storm,
Free from any discomfort,
A firm refuge, peace in every moment.
When the world falters and the soul shakes,
Your love never hides nor breaks.
It is a beacon guiding beyond the storm,
An eternal embrace, steady and warm.
Even in pain, I find solace,
For in your love, Lord, I am embraced.
There is no void, there is no isolation,
Only fullness in your vast creation.