Signs From God

Funny how truth arrives when nobody hears.
I lost what I wanted, then found what I needed.
Some losses look cruel until the lesson gets completed.
I don't call every coincidence; I message from above.
But some nights feel too precise to call it only luck.
Signs from God,
I see them in the cracks when the road says forward and my past pulls back.
Signs from God, not every one feels good.
Some come dressed like blessings, some look misunderstood.
Signs from God, I read them, then I move.