20100528

healed

"Unclean! Unclean!"
I cover my face and echo these words
"Unclean! Unclean!
Please, turn your face from me, I am terribly unclean."


The leprosy has spread
deep into my heart
and I am unclean!


My limbs, tearing off.
I am losing myself.
I'll make my bed beyond these borders.
I'll call this lonely place home.
As long as I am unclean.


A figure on the horizon.
Feet full of dust.
A hand extends.
Covered in precious blood.
He touches my face.
"You are clean! You are clean!
My daughter, you are clean and I AM your new home!"

20100519

i painted roads on the walls























ah blogging....

its been a while.
lots and lots of curious thoughts running through my head at the moment.
been looking into actually following my dreams...hmmm, let's see how that pans out.


been loving life. just enjoying every chunk i get to bite out of it. tasting all the goooodness.


and that deep knowing that the there is so much more on the way.


God keeps on blessing me with love. from all directions.
i am so undeserving.
compelled to become a better example of His love.


been writing. a bit.
wanting to write plenty more.
i tend to stay away from pen and paper unless i have a plan.
which is really silly.


oh and i must just tell y'all...iv been devouring a book called "poems for life" which is a selection of the best penguin poems. it was a gift from my dear friend Cassan.
such beautiful words.
can't wait to share some on here.

20100507

the greener the grass...

do you ever feel that there is world out there that you are missing out on? 
things unexplored. 
that will inspire and change and grow you like nothing you've ever experienced. 


there is this world out there that entices you and draws you in and whispers promises of satisfaction and desires met. its so alluring. cos its so different than anything you've ever seen or heard of.

you're not aware of it until someone invites you into that world. 
but you know you cannot cross the border. 
because it would mean so many things. good and bad. 
but mostly bad. 

stil, there is this desire deep within you to see this other world, to know the people that inhabit the land, to taste their food, and speak their language, to see the things you've only heard them speak of. 

but something holds you back, something good. somebody.
and you know you must never enter that world in the same way that they have. you must find other ways. you must climb the mountains and float through the valleys and swim across the deepest coldest ocean floors to get to a world that is much better than any anyone has ever seen. them included.