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I bow my head down to you.

My weaknesses...my fears...

come together as one,

and the pressure of the world

pushes me to my knees.

I do not sit there,

below all others,

yet I begin to pray.

For that is the place I must be. 

My strengths and courage

come together,

and push me back up as I rise.

Why is it that the world

sometimes seems so against you?

But God, when I bow my head down to you:

I thank you with my might,

with my heart, and my soul.

I thank you with everything

that I have.

I will surrender to you,

each day, every day.

For nothing holds me up

except for you.

You are the one I can go to

when I need someone to hold,

and you are the one I can go to

when my nights are cold.

You are my shoulder to cry on,

and on you, I will rely on.

You are the only one,

the one and only.

-Kamal Trivedi-