Even though i'm not at the right age to say this yet, but I'm imagining myself at that place where and when it's all going to come to an end. That my life is slowly chipping off. Piece by piece, I bid farewell as it falls, till I see a light from the sky. Reveals to me a witness, a silhouette of myself at that lake, sitting by the leafy shaded bench. The sun shines brightly, the warmth convinced myself of the idea of contentment. That all was given by Life, by God, was indeed good and sufficient. Then somehow a beautiful melody, rings in my ear, saying "I shall not be in want", like a happy person, walking in the woods, humming his favourite song. For I have the Lord. He shall take care of me, he shall set my path. And with Him, that even-though I walk through the valley of darkness, His staff, His voice, they comfort me.
Tonight I received a common sad news. One of those that I'm always quite familiar with. And another feelings, that is kept repeated, again and again, like an old vinyl on repeat.
Summer, I bid you to come sooner because I'm all fed up with winter. The cold and silent nights, seems so hard to bear. Sends loneliness and shivers to my soul.
Still finding, the vast ocean so deep and endless. I'm longing for it to be found.
Monday, August 19, 2013
Summer
Even though i'm not at the right age to say this yet, but I'm imagining myself at that place where and when it's all going to come to an end. That my life is slowly chipping off. Piece by piece, I bid farewell as it falls, till I see a light from the sky. Reveals to me a witness, a silhouette of myself at that lake, sitting by the leafy shaded bench. The sun shines brightly, the warmth convinced myself of the idea of contentment. That all was given by Life, by God, was indeed good and sufficient. Then somehow a beautiful melody, rings in my ear, saying "I shall not be in want", like a happy person, walking in the woods, humming his favourite song. For I have the Lord. He shall take care of me, he shall set my path. And with Him, that even-though I walk through the valley of darkness, His staff, His voice, they comfort me.
Tonight I received a common sad news. One of those that I'm always quite familiar with. And another feelings, that is kept repeated, again and again, like an old vinyl on repeat.
Summer, I bid you to come sooner because I'm all fed up with winter. The cold and silent nights, seems so hard to bear. Sends loneliness and shivers to my soul.
Still finding, the vast ocean so deep and endless. I'm longing for it to be found.
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Empty Palms
It has been so long since I'm able to strike a balance to come to an agreement with myself. That the story of that cornfield finally seems relevant to me now. Somehow, it just felt like this is the one, this is it. I came to believe that this is indeed what I want. What all my faith long charged and saved for.
Destiny re-appears.
But the long and weary path, reveals the open wounded. It seems like I've leaned too much towards my weakness. It seems like this side has taken over. Faith as small as the mustard seed.
Oh Lord, I only have this much faith now. So, help my unbelieving. Because, this is finally what I've been waiting for. The signs that are approving, isn't this your will?
This will definitely work. Wonders and miracles will happen. Lord, grant me strength over my lacking. Humbly I plead that you let this battle, be one that will prevail. That my empty palms be filled.
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