Poem

I got this from a friend of mine...

       When obstacles and trials seem
        Like prison walls to be,
      I do the little I can do
       And leave the rest to thee.
      And when there seems no chance no change,
     From grief can set me free,
     Hope finds it's strength in
     Helplessness,
     And calmly waits for thee."

      *streams in the desert*