As I carefully looked
Through the filter to which I see the world,
A bright light I saw speaking to me to yield.
Then, with much patience I beheld to heed.

This day was a child born;
But reborn for not to burn,
In the pit of hope he hid to grow;
For to become like firefly that hides to glow.

In solitude, I was lost in the thought of my past;
But girded up my heart to not be the last.
In pains, my heart bled in so much of tears;
But in God I strengthened my heart to conquer the fears.

In betrayal, I was so...