Sunday, October 25, 2015

In God's Perfect Time

Should I wait for green leaves to dry,
or for many storms to stop pelting down?
Then I will.

Should I wait for the orange-drenched sky,
or for a gold to lose its luster?
Then I will.

Should I wait for my bones to go a bit brittle,
or for my falling hair to grow thick as a roll of yarn?
Then I will.

Should I wait until the soles of my shoes go thin,
or 'til my nails grow long and be cut for the nth time?
Then I will.

If this is what it takes for God to align the stars
and get me a ride on the moon prepared,
then I will wait.

I will, as long as I behold that sunshine in my mind,
that morning when I would finally wake up
and breathe in the air I am waiting for.

I will, as long as I hold dear the fact
 that after a seemingly endless wait,
in God's perfect time,
what'll be in my arms 
will be perpetually worthwhile.

Thursday, October 22, 2015

Reading for its sake

One day, I found myself deliberately reading faster than I used to.

I was hurriedly leafing the book's pages, I couldn't absorb the words well enough. I was in a rush to finish it because I was too excited to read the next book in line. I also thought it wasn't good for my writing as the author's writing style was far from my taste. It wasn't stimulating my creativity and thus was uninviting to the muse.

I couldn't afford to put the book away and just erase it in my list though. I wanted to finish it. The fact that it fell on to my hands, it was giving me the chance to know its insides. I didn't want to miss whatever it could offer. It certainly was a good book just as I thought in the other days. But I was in a hurry, and I realized that reading it this way is the same as not reading it.

So I closed the book, kept it and promised that I'll get back to it when I'm ready to indulge myself in its beauty again.

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Strength of the Blemished

I come before You, Lord,
I, who is a selfish creature.
I own thoughts of greed by nature
and desires that solely benefit myself.

I aim for approval as much as
I grip the concept of self-worth.
I am weak, Lord, as much as this 
vale of soul-making needs me to be.

But I am glad to behold
such imperfections in the mirror,
for I won't touch what I don't know exists,
and thus change what I don't acknowledge.

Oh, I am weak yet I rejoice!
Because as long as I hold this fact,
You, O Lord, provides for me,
and my strength will be unceasing.

Monday, October 5, 2015

What's at the end of your road?

Most of us have eyes focused on prestige and material wealth.

We want to be proud of ourselves, to be looked up to.

We try too hard to stretch our arms out and grab as much of these as we can,
and find a valid reason to put forward our pompous selves.

But often, we forget how common this road has already been taken.


Great scientists.

Famous poets.

Internationally competent employees.

Successful businessmen.

100 richest people in the world.

And then what?

Turns out, these people are actually in the same journey as ours.

They're also stretching their arms out to reach something.



Healthy relationships?


The world is a thirsty and soulless creature,

that vacuums life from the sources standing on it.

So if we'd depend on the world as much as it depends on us,

it'll give us endless quests, mazes with dead ends,

and the pain of having countless question marks in our heads.

Probably it's time to swerve, to shift our focus on
that narrow path laying dusty on our side.

Walk that road which few people take.

They said it's difficult, but it's worth it.

For even though it seems impossible for a camel
to go through the eye of a needle,

the Shepherd would certainly reward his faithful flock,

a reward greater than the greatest reward this world can offer,
something that is nourishing, calming and perpetually satisfying.

'Cause the fact is, it is what's at end of the road that'll last.