Waking up to horns blaring
Slipping into consciousness… then staring
At flames that would take everything that I knew
Rushing, knowing the moments were few
To gather the things that I loved so dear…
Taking the day to cry
Asking G-d, “Why?”
I have learned to trust
That the things I own are but ashes and dust…
But His Love lasts forever
New challenges, new changes
Never question what Our LORD arranges
His ways are not mine
But with His plans, I am fine
Because He loves me beyond belief
