Open My Hand

“Open my hand, darling.”

She said to her little girl.

“But there’s nothing there, Mama.”

There is. If something isn’t seen, that 

doesn’t mean it’s not there.

“Then what is it, Mama?”

Faith, darling. You do not see faith, you

feel faith. Engraved deep at the 

bottom of your heart.

We clasped our hand every night 

to pray, love. Without fail.

For His protection,

for His guidance,

for His grace.

Then He will hear you 

and answer you without fail too.

For He will be with us as long as we’re with Him,

For He will be in us in whatever hardships we encounter, For He will pray for us,

For always, and for forever.

Ananda Khaira Azizah,

Pekanbaru, 1 Juli 2023.

Hari Sabtu, pukul 8 pagi.