Security

Don't abandon me, O Lord.
Hold my hand
Let me feel your warmth
Be my security.
Wrap me in Your arms.

two more days until lent is over!

There will be a Day

God

My God

My Lord

My Love.

There will be a day.

With no more fear

No more pain

No more tears.

Run to you, Lord

I run to you.

You catch my tears

and fashion me a wreath

of love.

There will be a day.

Where I can see you face to face.

Restless

It's been a more than a year.

Partly, I am glad that we've put it behind us and forgotten about each other.

That time of missing you was quite painful.

quite, indeed.

quite painful.

I should not have gone back and looked at our old emails. Ridiculous me.

Someday

Someday we'll meet...and you'll be everything I ever imagined.

Someday, I hope...that looking back at growing up separately, we'll grow old together.

I'll live to be the very best for our most perceptive, loving Matchmaker, and through His unfailing love and merciful nature, I'll, in turn, be even more than anything you ever imagined.

Someday. 

Let's wait until that day.

                                                                                 One day. 

Cracked Shell

Oozing out 

of the brittle membrane

that so inadequately shielded

the soul:

I gasp as the

hammer of your words

strike

against

me.

Thin lines spider

around and about

the fragile mask I so sought

to treasure...

breaking in its entirety

the smooth, faultless

curve of white.

Once the deed has been done,

I cannot help but to come

undone at the seams.

Seams which have no power

to be stitched up again.

Fault lines which cannot be

hastily glued back together

and shoved roughly back onto

the shelf

of

Life.

For that was child's play.

And there's no going back.

No matter how hard one tries.

He's waiting....

He's waiting for me.

waiting for me to break down to run back. I can feel him hovering above my head, waiting for me to cry up to him, "Come back! I need you!"

I cannot fall right now.

I am the flower quickly fading.

Ramble

Today is the day…of….Daylight Savings Time! How wonderfully lovely. How wonderful when you have two tests to study for, a French essay to write, stats hw that is incomprehensible, forms to fill out, and a ton of rusty repertoire to practice. A rehearsal tomorrow as well, all smothered by an overwhelming desire to read Pride and Prejudice nonstop and play sappy, romantic music on the piano. My thoughts are so jumbled and I can’t do anything else but write out all the urgent matters that I must attend to….on a pink sticky note. And that bright pink stares back at me…the little boxes I drew next to the to-do’s are empty and are wanting of affirmative, decisive checks. But sadly, they will not get checked off tonight…I took a 3 hour nap today and am still floundering about even now. And on top of it all, we will lose a precious hour tonight. The Taiwanese gangster movie that my mom is hankering to watch is calling, but we cannot watch it tonight. *sigh*. Last week was quite stressful, and this coming week is just as stressful, if not more.

I don’t think I’ll be writing poetry as often anymore. I need to have some emotional pain in order to write it. And I have none right now. Though it does make my life less complicated, this absence of petty “heartache”, it does block my creativity flows and the Anti-B antibodies in my blood are agglutinating with the foreign red blood cells, thus causing organ pain and slowly…….yes. I am done. Goodbye. '

an "I love you" to God. I've been drifting away.....too busy with that durndest school work.....to do my QT and to find the energy to pray aloud at night. 

Remember, Melody....remember.

and now, i'm starting to use words like "durndest"... reminiscent of my Harvest Gypsies days and all that Dust Bowl commotion.