You’re the bright star in my night sky,
the radiance behind my hidden smile.
You’re the flowers among the trees,
the freshness of my morning breeze.
You’re the pot at the end of my rainbow
colors you bring, relieve my sorrow
You’re the words inside my thoughts,
the beautiful things you had taught.
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For my little one
~Nodz
I often operate under false assumption that being busy means productive, or that resting is synonymous with laziness, asking God to teach me, to strike a balance between working, celebrating and resting so that I may be productive in all areas of life….
*When I’m busy all the time and accomplish so little*
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From morning until night
I am busy
Surely all this motion
is getting somewhere,
isn’t it?
Somewhere..
What an indefinite term!
Where am I going?
Am I any closer to being there
than I was yesterday?
I don’t know…
I’ve been busy going,
I haven’t thought about
where…
(◕‿◕✿) Nodz ~
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Walking in the middle of the night, alone in the dark ,
I can see nothing , feels only one thing,
Scared and I dont know where will I be heading,
I can’t see lights, just a shadow following me behind…
I cried and prayed, I have to be strong, my battle along
Hoping there would be light , I could hold on in this darkest night
There you above always waiting, I know..
Something in YOU beyond my thoughts can understand and explain,
I can say , Your power and greatness still and will always remain
YOU reached-out shining lights ,
As YOU never left our sides……….
THANK YOU GOD…
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