Behind the Cloak

There is a softness in me,
hidden so often,

I forget to see
what God has given,

Wanting me to rest,
to stop fighting the self,  

So I may know the
simplicity. 

My faith is strong,
hidden behind the cloak

I bow in prayer
to the mystery.

© Todd Greenberg – 01/01/2026

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