scream to no one, dry your tears

It's the end of yet another long and tiring week.

I find myself drifting further and further from You.

I know the excuses I give are far too stupid and lousy

so I shalln't give myself anymore.

But I thank you for upholding me in Your love and showing me Your infinite power day after day after day.

Be it quiet walks alone from the Siglap bus stop to home or just sitting under the night sky when the stars somehow can't keep their glow,

I feel You everywhere but I can't put my hand down on it.

You're like the wind, unfathomable, steady and unchanging.

Someone told me to watch the sky and appreciate its beauty because its Your art for us. He told me not to be afraid of the dark because it holds its own beauty. He told me enjoy the silence, enjoy the streetlight's glow reflecting off the clouds, he told me to enjoy everything. But I am too ashamed to be in Your presence, I find myself not worthy enough to enjoy Your goodness. You're the artist, and who am I, a lowly peasant to gaze and admire your work? I miss those times. The times we walked hand in hand down this illusive road.

Please stay with me throughout this time will you?

Just stay with me till I find You again.

When I talk to Nikki, I feel like I'm sixty four.

But maybe this is why I love her so, my dear, wise friend.

I wanna grow old with you.

To me, the perfect date would be a day at the beach, with nothing needed to say.

"Love is a many splendoured thing,

love lifts us up where we belong.

All you need is love! All you need is love!"

love,

deborah