Piloter le Navire-Steering the Ship

Prayers of ours bring pouring tears of joy shed down.
Mysteries behind the mask remain obscured in dark.
Breathtakingly beautiful she was in an evening gown.
Gnarled paths lie ahead, but on the journey we embark.


Pardon me, may I have this dance before the night’s end?
Illuminated lights shimmer across the spotless polished floor.
Nerves trigger anxious beats as musicians and dancers befriend.
Misery and company broke up and cannot love anymore.

Winds of change overturn leaves as she smiles taking hand.
Secret enigmas remain in place awaiting to be discovered in time.
Jehovah Rapha brings lovingkindness full of joy we do not understand.
Travels bring confusion along with new tree filled mountains to climb.

Step by step with hands holding on ready for a spin and a Texas dip.
Hallelujah to El Shaddai! Merci beaucoup for steering this ship.