TEARS

There is wisdom and there is beauty in the paradox of days. To choose happiness does not entail denying or hiding from the lows of life. 

At one particular day of such late last year, I wrote a poem to remind me of this abiding knowledge. Today, I deem  it fit  to remind my own dear self once again.

When I don't have any answers
When I can't tell which straight  way


When oblivious from what's right or wrong
When at times I can't even pray



When the sun comes out to shine
When the rain  it pours forth too

Yes, every time the wind does blow
It does to remind of  you


Now all I need to really do
Is have a little faith


A mustard seed of small belief
That  love comes through to give relief

For you have blessed my days despite
of  my wandering reckless ways -


You usher me and shine a light
that fears may stay in bay...

So let me rest my weary head
and soothe my crumpled mind


My God above is so divine
His promises are sweetly mine....