Grace

You calm the storms in my life,

You pave the roads for my walk,

You took my little and mulitiplies it.

Unmerited and undeserved, yet boldly seek and gladly receive.

For the price has been paid,

with Jesus's love.

Disintegrated

And wishing emptily with verbal words does not necessarily match the wishes in thoughts. Same language of alphabetical flow yet completed on a different axis of fulfillment.

Not that wishes don't come true, but that sometimes they are just not accepted.