Small Among the Cosmos

When I’m on my knees

Not knowing how to pray 

Searching for some peace 

As first light strikes my face 


Not looking for salvation 

Found that a long time ago 

Just looking for a little comfort 

Arms to wrap around me and let me know 


I am loved by a beautiful being 

Bigger than the stars 

So big I feel afraid at times 

Wondering if you are… 


Listening to me 

I feel so small 

That the maker of the universe 

Would care for me at all? 


My doubts don’t define me 

They’re just part of who I am 

Yes, I question and fight 

But from my knees, 

I know where I stand 


My God is bigger than my worries 

Bigger than my needs 

Once I open up my heart 

I know he’ll receive 


The words I utter softly 

The fears I dare to tell 

In these moments, 

I know he listens 

He knows me

Oh so well 


If I knew the answers 

It wouldn’t change a thing 

I am small among the cosmos 

I am still here, 

and I believe…


05/05/25

clc



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