In This City

Meanwhile in this city, we save our sorrow
Fasting with a smile
In this city...
Where the sunset bears witness to the waiting

To break the fast with tears
Sharing stories in the cycle of time
Because the wall clock will never tire of hearing it
Even comforting with its pauses

Little by little, I squeeze the pain into the hole of my heart
When I start to feel pressed and tight
I throw everything out to You, O Compassionate
This is all I can pour out

The results of saving for days
Even if I don't know if I'll have to throw it back
As if I've surrendered due to naivety
Everything is certain to You

I am a grain of sand
Closed, silent, often stranded
Accepting whatever is at will
But shelter my grace and guidance
As a support for all the fragile