Hope

Hope is man’s greatest resource, and without it we are lost. To hope is to have faith and belonging in a cause. 

In my life, time and again, I have hoped and have dreamed.  I know that God in one or many forms is great and is able to hear us from below.  It is just the time that makes us question God’s benevolence while hoping.  To wait is nerve wracking, with our faith then becoming less and less, and then us eventually losing our hopes.

God’s ultimate plan for us humans is to have hope though, and the biggest way God has showed hope is through time.  With each passing of the minute hand, a surprise is waiting for us, and through time, we are led to many surprises.  Time in the end is our biggest surprise!

Fire

 

Burning

From a single flame

Red rises

Until it reaches its maximum height

It forms, it contours

A shape

Emerges

Engulfed by heat, it rises

A burning passion

A sensation

Grips the earth

Forces from above

Drawn by the heat

Shapes this creation

Love

That from which has no explanation

It penetrates

Two individuals, One like the sun and one the moon,

This mystique, this charm

Forming

Heartbeats.

School

Seeing fellow peers

Catching up on big and small news

Hovering near a classroom

Organizing my notes for an upcoming class

Orchestrating people towards the right direction for a walking tour

Lulls me into the swing of life!

Flight

 

It was true, I hadn’t known you

Nor wanted to be

A person carrying a heavy fee

On my countenance, on myself

You came out of the blue though

Erasing all lost hope,

I became strong

I became confident

Knowing that you were right there with me,

I started to fly

Sure, there were times that my wings were stoned

So that I was knocked out of the sky

Crashing and bumping against the trees to the ground

Wings outstretched, face to the ground

You were there for those times though

Lifting me with your positive energy

I regained the strength to fly again

Having you by my side

We both were lifted into the air

Circling and hovering over hills,

Scraping the surfaces of the glassy blue waters

We flew to new heights

Never looking back on our sadness and miseries.

Three Seasons

Winter is…

Bleak,

Cold,

Depressing

I am,

Promising,

Warm,

Happy

With these two emotions, the autumn leaves fall off the tree.

Lonely Rose

A lonely rose waits at the edge of the water

Its stem to the vast blue, it waits to take root beneath the surface

Or to Float away
To some other land of hope.