My walk with God throughout my life has been up...
there have been times when I have doubted God...

Through nights of unending speech
I find imprints of your love...

When the road you're trudging
Seems up hill...

In this silent remainder of darkness that befalls...
I hear the footsteps breaking the silence a rift...

STILL I RISE...
Still I progress, embedded in stress I refuse to...

As I stand alone
walls on all sides...

There are days when I feel weak and there are days...
AMEN...