Letters to God: age 18


I
Lord forgive my prideful heart
if it has caused me to be blind
to the darkness in my soul
that others seem to find.
In this world of the world
the truth is not what’s known.
Lord help me see what they see
and help them see what you see in me
that mercy might be shown.
II
Hard times make us strong
and fear makes us weak.
We can know no right if we know no wrong.
It is your strength that we seek.
The cold rain must fall
and the harsh winds must blow.
We must give it our all
if we are to grow.
III
Dear Lord, how can I live
in a house that’s falling down?
How can I walk upon this road
with it’s crumbling ground?
How can I sail this sea
without a ship to sail?
Dear Lord, answer me,
How can I try, knowing I’ll fail?
I’m so afraid that I can’t scream.
I want to cry but have no tears.
All I hoped was real, seems a dream.
I can’t laugh away these fears.
IV
Dear Lord, comfort me,
Take me by the hand.
Let be what you wish to be,
That I may understand.
Give me strength as your child
For I know I can’t succeed
in this world, fierce and wild
If it doesn’t serve your need.
V
Father have mercy on me,
have patience for how I live.
For I cower in fear with so little faith.
I pray for the strength only you can give.
You see all that I wish to hide.
What a lowly creature am I.
But you can wash away my shame
and lift my spirit high.
VI
Lord, you’ve given me so much
as I’ve selfishly asked for more.
When I’ve locked myself out
you’ve come and opened the door.
Although Lord, I have failed you
in the smallest acts and deeds.
If only for your glory
let the work not go undone.
Although I am unworthy
to serve your greater needs.
Let me tell your story
and honor your Son.

VII
Dear Father our trials are few.
Guide us in what is right.
Keep us close by you.
and shelter us in our night
and if it be your will
let your love shine through.
Your hand these storms can still.
Praises be to you.

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Sarah B. Royal’s writing defies convention. Her poetry and prose traverse the boundaries between structure and spontaneity, often weaving together philosophical inquiry, cultural reflection, and personal narrative. With a background in experimental literature, she is known for crafting works that challenge readers to engage intellectually and emotionally.

Her acclaimed palindrome performance play, 777 – A Story of Idol Worship and Murder, showcases her fascination with mirrored storytelling and thematic symmetry. In o x ∞ = ♥: The Poet and The Mathematician, Royal explores the intersection of poetic intuition and mathematical logic, revealing a unique voice that is both analytical and lyrical.

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