“When Grace Says It’S Time”

I hold your name like a prayer in my heart,
A melody written where hope will start.
Not by chance, nor by fleeting desire,
But by His will, through faith’s quiet fire.

Tawakkul is the thread that binds our days,
In patient silence, in unseen ways.
Every moment apart, a verse we compose,
In the book of love that only Heaven knows.

I dream of the day when the wait will cease,
When His mercy will grant our hearts their peace.
No rush, no fear, just trust divine,
Until grace whispers:
“It’s time for you both—your souls align.”

I’ll wait for you, in His perfect plan,
For love that’s written by His own hand.
And when that hour comes, serene and true,
I’ll thank the One who brought me to you.