When scorching sun blaze unmercifully
While old wounds may rise up to hurt us
Tribulations hit us unthoughtfully
I learnt of my brokenness as I observed
Each small piece of stained glass in the cathedral
They spoke to me the painful experience
Of being crushed and broken.
My heart is pierced and wounded
And my world is now fallen apart.
Goodbyes cut deep....
The ache of emptiness prevails
Sorrows and sadness fill my heart
As requiem is still resonating in mind.
The Angelus bell rang
And the sound reverberated through the church,
Resonating into my heart.
It's an awakening call for me to keep my faith
While journeying through desert experience.
No comments:
Post a Comment