Thursday, October 30, 2008
Of what use are the stars and the moon
if within you, are universes yet undiscovered
Dare the sun divert my attention
when around you starts and ends
Make then, what you will
of these declarations
Divine my truth with reason or passion
Make then, your projections
save for lies or false intentions
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Is it the length of the fight or the significance of the cause that matters most in a battle? Of the war I have unwittingly found myself in, these are but secondary considerations. As far as I'm concerned, it's a lifetime battle, where failure is certainly not an option. The same goes for quitting...which is basically the genius of this unit called family. True, you can shun them, disown them even. But you can't really escape them in their entirety.
And that's why I am here, forging ahead, armed with nothing but love and prayer. Because tired as I am (as I have ever been in my entire life), there's no resigning allowed when it comes to family responsibilities. I'm permitted to cry, to feel tired, to question my lot in this world. And maybe, just maybe, that would give me enough reason not to lose this battle.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
promise by ~lostinfield on deviantART
I’ll manufacture your happiness from scraps of joy that fall from the Master’s table. I’ll house your pain in a petri dish of grief that your sadness may grow to flowers of bliss.
I’ll redesign your fate that I’ll bear the scars from your battles. I’ll shoulder your burdens until I’m on my knees and begging for mercy. I’ll break my back until you see the fulfillment of our dreams.
I’ll approach your flaws as markers of a beauty that is yet to blossom. I’ll turn your weaknesses into strongholds of excellence, where the faithless are challenged to believe.
I’ll let you mine my soul, so that people can marvel at the expressions of you in me. I’ll let you make my happiness, as you carry my heart for me…