Thursday, March 29, 2007

Small.

Listening to music on the bus
a fleeting thought seeks to reteach
me of my own existance; a grain
of sand in a near-infinite beach

for someone so large
seemingly prominent
yet so small
compared to this beach of life
i'm once again reminded
that im just a little speck
after all.


such irony.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

True Beauty

A baby's first laugh
a child's first word
the morning's first birdsong
true beauty can be heard

the scent of fresh cookies
the fragrance of a rose
the fresh air of the morn
true beauty smelled as the wind blows

light morsels of bread
the virgin crop of wine
true beauty is tasted
in things so simple yet divine

the world from a mountain top
the sun-bathed scenery
a field of lush grass and flowers
such true beauty one can see

the caress of warm sunlight
the gentle touch of a breeze
the gentle lapping of waves on feet
true beauty is touched in these

such wonderous beauty only
God above can create
for us to take care of;
and appreciate
because of His wonderous love for us
true beauty - Love so great.

It's Time.

It's time to stop caring
its time to step back
time to let go
get back on the right track

time i stopped thinking
about people and things
ignore all the emotion
and the pain it all brings

its time i stopped caring
stopped feeling so small
stop giving a damn
time to forget about it all.

The Vast Sea.

As I stare out
into the vast open sea
such vastness reminds me again
of my Saviour's love for me

His river of love
reaches well beyond my shore
such is the greatness of the Lord
the only one i adore.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Bridges

Bridges gone
links no longer there
people so far away; such
distance i cannot bear.

awkward silences
almost no communication at all
barriers rose up so suddenly
words simply hit the wall


once so close
now so far, far away
i can only hope
we'll be as before
...

one day.

Sunday, March 04, 2007

A Class

A class there once was
people, paths entwined
the time came to pass
such times again people would never find

to each his own, it once was said
the essence of that holds true
the times we laughed and cried
would never again come into view.

-RIP-
Memories Class of 4F 2006.
Dunman Secondary School
Much loved and cherished.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Nights Awake

the dark nights spent
awake; all alone
thinking, wondering
about the people i've known

people who came
people who went
those fleeting faces
and those who were God-sent

people who made an impact
some not at all
some with whom ive lost touch
those whom i frequently call

those special to me
kept close to my heart
all those precious memories
seemingly works of art

yet those gone forever, where our
paths would never again cross
those who left me no choice
only empty feelings and a loss

those with whom i was once close
but have since drifted away
those unsalvagable friendships
and memories to rest i lay

those whom i'd wished
about them i knew more
regret and sadness comes
yet some i feel nothing for

after all this thinking
to memories i'll keep
to ponder another sleepless night
the lonely hours before i sleep.