Over the Horizon

Over the horizon?

There is the same unsuprising,

But equally heartbreaking,

‘Something’ over that horizon.

I’m tired of walking in that direction

Hoping for something different

When I know…

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Ahead

No alarm clock had a hand in waking her up this morning.The crack around her bedroom doorframe was the only indication that the day had begun. It is officially the first day of school break. As she stretched in bed, she thought of the day that stretched ahead. All the possibilities, all the choices that are hers to make lay ahead. It was gonna be a good day filled with little adventures. And she was looking forward to it.

Faith

To be honest, I have no answers. 

I don’t know why this keeps happening.

 I won’t always be able to avoid it,

Nor will I always recover smoothly.

But I am to have faith

Maybe not for another chance (another chance will not come)

Maybe I am to have faith that I will smile straight from my heart again.

Maybe that is the answer

But… I have no answers…

Faith

Faith is when you nip your potflower in the dying, whithering bud because it’s Spring time and one needs to make room for the new. Faith is watering what appears to be a mere bush twice a week because it’s just a matter of time before a fresh buds grows back and new colour flourishes.Faith is exciting when there is a guarantee of an outcome. Watering that plant is no longer a burden or a redundant exercise. But is it still faith in the absence of the guarantee? I don’t know… The flower’s job is none of my business. So I will keep watering, doing my part. Because, that is my business.