May your hands hold tomorrow’s plans and let the past sift through like sand.
Let one hand hold the truth and the other reach for the stars.
Press them together and both become the other.
May your head hold knowledge and strength.
Let it always be strong enough to listen.
Let it hold the truth and always believe it.
Whenever you doubt just ask and you shall receive it.
May you heart hold conscience and love and always listen to God above.
Let him guide you and always do what feels right.
Never forget, the truth will always be within — with Him.
And know you’ll be alright.