Awakening

Who am I? What special purpose is mine?

I follow winged sparrow, and I yearn, I yearn to soar.

I hear the ocean’s thunder. There is pow’r! But what am I?

I see lilies blooming where the winter storms have swept the field. I feel the sun; I feel that by its radiance I see all that God created.

I, too, am God’s creation and he knows me as his own.

Tenderly, I know him in my heart.

Who am I? I am a daughter of God.