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Thursday, January 17, 2008

The blessing called a sister

The blessing called a sister

The brewing silence,

The wearing darkness that seemed fate;

Secluded I was in a corner helpless,

hysteric fits I gulped down.

Like a shivering leaf in snow…

never did I endeavor to open my eyes,

desolation that broke my soul…

A startling hug that made me tremble,

Warmth I never knew of…

an embrace that helped me breathe,

the solace of love.

My broken soul you restored,

patiently and caringly…

Emotions I breathe in,

The soul of mine, the heavens sent…

the vignette of which your love gave form.

The delicateness of the nature,

how the petals uncovered!

On a fabric of life, though sewn apart,

a bond unknown built,

the common thread that’s never to break,

nothing of the worlds to part us.

The purity in your love,

exalted to the heavens my soul…

Magical devotion you offer.

The embrace that equals,

that of a mother’s bosom…

Inspiring my wearied spirit,

You show me the beauty in life.

You cup your hands for my tears,

You hear my prayers whispered.

You hold me through the path,

witnessing my subtle expressions.

How u read me, transparent my soul for you.

Teaching me how to live,

you help me in the pursuit of a smile…

sacrificing yours.

The worlds when left me,

You stand at the end of the tunnel,

a smile to warm my heart,

a hug to restore life.

Your arms ever stretched…

taking my despair as yours.

I pray the lord,

There mayn’t be a moment where,

I could be helpless not to deliver your wish,

or to not offer my life for yours.

Never can I part from you dear,

Never can I see a tear…

Naïve I may be,

I cannot express how I love you.

Never can I dare to open to you…

I fear a tear of love…

sight of which would shatter me.

Hope I shall to learn the art of love,

Wish I make, to live for you.

17/1/08