Love is blind and God is love. But God is definitely not blind. He watches over each of us personally rain or shine.
Monday, July 21, 2014
Highs and Lows
One day
You feel so high
High as the sky
Nothing could bring you away.
The other
Down in the dumps
Some say "hey grumps"
Only friend is your mother.
I ask
What gets you out?
How to not pout?
Do you put on a great mask?
You say
No lows, No highs
All flat, get that?
No room for a sunny day.
The rain
It falls in drops
And when it stops
Its fall was not in vain.
Higher
And now, renewed.
Nature has bloomed,
Thanks to the cloudy shower.
So, you
Dance in the rains
Bounce off the pangs
Lows become highs, it is true.
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