Head or Tail, It’s Part of the Same Coin

Flip a coin, pray for heads,
Hope for an angel to emerge from cupped hands,
Eyes staring, sweat dripping down my brows,
Drums rolling within my heart…
Silence.
Light faded, darkness enters,
When Lucifer gaily laughs at Adam and Eve,
And my life dangles precariously on its tail.
Such luck, huh?
They say you win some, you lose some.
But when you toss a coin,
Heads or tails dictate your destiny,
This time,
I thought I lost everything,
In this game of life.
Flip it again,
Glittering the coin goes,
Flittering up and then descends nonchalantly,
Into the hands of One,
Whose grace is sufficient for me.
Surfacing from the palms that holds both life and death,
Gabriel stands, announcing peace,
Then, everything hangs in a standstill,
In awe,
Like a child staring at billowing clouds in an empty blue sky,
When I realize that sorrow lies for only a time,
And that life has two sides,
Enclosed inside the hands of the Great I AM.