Truth has become fully formed in my life,
Everything that was left behind in success’ rush,
Is replaced by riches that cannot be bankrupted,
My life a testimony to the miracle of restoration,
Those who wanted to take everything left with nothing,
While abundance is the only burden that i carry.
The tears that I cried in my darkest nights,
Have watered the hope seeds sown during my despair,
Now my harvest of faithful love is overflowing,
My soul touched by the love of good friends,
Loyalty the balm for every sad word of betrayal.
Blessed are the souls that cry for the poor,
Those who can forget about self pitying laments,
Those who hold visions of eternity as their guide,
Those who seek goodness in every conversation,
A song will replace the sobs of lost friendships,
Love gathers all my sorrows and transforms each sadness into a blessing
My out of tune voice now singing a beautiful melody of hope.