A gentle ball of energy,
A love caught in a rushing stream,
A path laid underneath my feet -
I am waiting to see the life for me.
Be still and know, he says.
But my life is the deepest point of the sea,
it stretches into nowhere, nothing, darkness.
How am I supposed to trust
if waiting only made me an empty carcass.
But a voice comes from deep inside of me -
It casts away the seeds of doubt I\'ve sown.
It whispers to me gently,
Christina. Be still and know.