Rain kissed

I pray his smile is never borrowed— that it is born from joy, not survival. That his days are crowned with peace and his nights kissed by comfort. I don't beg for him to be mine— only that he stands unshaken. "He will cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you will find refuge" Let that be true for him… Even if I'm not the one holding him. And if I must only love him in echoes, then let my love be the echo of Your love— steadfast, unseen, yet eternal. So bless him, Father, in every step, every struggle. Let the rain that reminds me of him be the same rain that softens every burden on his back. And if it pleases You, just let him feel it— that somewhere, someone is loving him like a sacred thing Sia