The blues landed on me today
Even the sky is shedding tears
Sadness trapped inside me
Exhaling in vain
Where are you hiding, my cheery clouds?
I lost you in my dreams last night,
neither could I see you now.
The beginning of my melancholy days…
she collects your tears
washes away the blues
she sings you lullaby
sends sweetness to your dreams
she gives you rest
mends your broken heart
I know God is faithful and yet I still doubt.
Jacaranda blooms in spring gloriously on this patch of the earth.
In late Springs, I enjoy strolling down the street where they are all lining up and yearning each other. Romantic poems written about the magnificent jacaranda.
Yet, my inclination to jacaranda is God comes through by illustration of its splendour Spring after Spring overcame the nakedness in Winters.
“Consider the lilies, how they grow: they toil not, neither do they spin.”
God IS Faithful!
Yes people did us wrong.
If we hold on to the bitterness, resentment, being unforgiving.
It destroys us inside out, not the offenders got destroyed.
Set ourselves free…and we can!