Lunes, Agosto 8, 2011

For MOM


















My heart flickers like a parcel in the night sky
Entombed in utter darkness where oblivion draweth nigh,
Living borrowed time like a drifted chaff
Bliss and joys seem not enough.
Amidst this maelstrom of hazy confusion
Clings a shimmering hope that gives my life a reason
Her pains and toils remind me to endure
Entrust myself to God’s sublime future.
No storm how dreadful lingers forever
God gives no test that we can’t mount over
And as I wake upon each new morn
Yahweh I praise, it was she that had me born.

-by H. Narcissus

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