Thursday, July 10, 2014

Storm

Breathing got hard.

Then your eyes started to blur.

Quickly you wiped them dry.

You tried to smile.

They asked you, 'Are you okay?'

You nodded, but your heart screamed no.



You prayed hard, and even harder.

But nothing seemed to happen.

You believed and believed.

But the wind blew even stronger.


You just couldn't stand it anymore.

You cried.

And your heart broke.

As the rain poured harder and unite with your tears.

Drenched and broken, you just surrendered.

"Do whatever You please. I do not know Your plans, but I believe Your plans are better than mine."



[Tamako, July 2, 2014]