Monday, June 05, 2006
My Abide Waiting Room
Entering to a room of agony
Tough to even please myself
Looking upon the mirror
I saw an impatient girl
Who desperately want her way
She caught NOTHING
So blinded by the world
Caught up by the environment
Felt just like a tiny winny bird: Cant fly
Will good things happen in her life?
Will God unlock the door of the cage?
Will she freely be who she is once again?
Will all these happen?
As she abide in waiting
She waits in her room
Four walls of blues
But one presense of the Almighty
Great is He who is in her
A room filled today
8:51:00 PM