even the sun knows your name

at the end of the day, i am just thankful that i will always have a hiding place. that however i manoeuvre this constant that is change, and though my insecurities and fears may put up a fight-- here is a refuge to run to. here is a grace that is sufficient - however we change, You stay the same

till then. till the end of this race.

You are with me as I work; savouring my concentration,

enjoying my fascination, keeping me through all the scurry.

Secret as a pebble on my tongue - steadily holding me in Your gaze