When thoughts are whizzing round and round
a hamster on that wheel,
I beg for calm to be my balm,
that life will help me heal.When things seem black, I cannot see
a glint of love or light.
I wish for hope to help me through,
turn blindness into sight.When tension weaves its tightness round
my shoulders, through my mind,
I ask for peace, for my release
to help my stress unwind.When hurried days and hectic life
just drive me to despair,
I crave you know, for speed to slow,
to focus on self-care.When fears bombard my waking hours,
assault me in my sleep,
I beg for grace to take its place
to help my faith run deep.When isolated, can’t reach out,
am very much alone,
I wish for love, for light above:
can’t do it on my own.When others grate upon my nerves
frustrate me, give me pain,
I need love so, to let them go,
to keep me free and sane.When I feel worthless, low as low;
it’s me I cannot stand;
beg ‘hope’, you see, to nurture me,
walk with me hand in hand.When indecision pulls and tugs,
don’t know which way is right.
‘Oh please,’ I say, ‘show me the way,
to walk towards the light.’When hope is at the centre point
I’m held safe within love.
Life’s there for me as I’m set free,
soaring high above.So step by step and hour by hour
I tread this path each day;
self-worth, you see, it values me,
won’t ever turn away.
Keep walking forward, do not turn back,
stay in this hopeful place.
Reach out, don’t stop, give all you’ve got,
rest in life’s endless grace.
© Nicky Clifford 2016