I awaken by will not my own,
It is a privilege, a gift I never earned,
Not because of belief or faith,
But something deeper, quiet, and still.
An imperceptible trust, a quiet knowing
that guides my steps along predestined
paths yet unknown…
I rise each day, having made no promises,
My body clock reset by hands, unseen.
A spirit within shapes the path ahead,
Turning chaos into a tapestry of purpose.
So I breathe in deeply, embracing the dawn,
The daily breaths I borrow preserve life,
As it unfolds, rich with lessons, softly taught.
For I surrender to the will of He who
created all life according to His will.
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