Stretch your fingers toward the skies
And dream beyond when you sleep
Craft a life of possibility
By lacing together your disbelief with threads of faith
And bind your efforts to your own potential; only then will you
See the beauty unfolding in your life's tapestry.
Embroider the scene
And delicately trace your life into the fine portrait
Of Heaven's sweet grace for every moment spent building
Is what is left; life's traces of legacy begin when you cease
Believing you cannot, and begin to cultivate what you can.