A Penny Of Light
A Penny of Light I was not born to fix the sky, Or gather stars that wander by, I came with just a spark so small, A shattered piece from Adam’s fall. Once we were one, one breath, one flame, No loss, no distance, no two names, But light was broken, love was split, And I was born from part of it. Not with a crown, not with a key, Just one small coin entrusted to me, A penny of light, a fragile part, Hidden deep inside my heart. I searched the world, I searched the mind, For something higher I could find, But Heaven whispered, soft and true: “You only need to fix your you.” Not all the souls, not all the pain, Not every loss, not every chain, Just this desire, this will I hold, This place where love turned into gold. I wasn’t sent to be a saint, Or paint the world without a stain, I was sent back, again, again, To learn how not to live for men. But to bestow, to bend the heart, To feel the friends as living parts, To turn reception into prayer, And find the Creator waiting ther...