Friday, March 19, 2010

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I heard our song
reminded me of the journey we had taken together
of the gravels on which your feet stumbled
you cried while I led you downhill
shoo...shoo...my baby...
I'm here with you
Have I not always been present for you?

I saw your passionate smile on the other day
the hours you spent putting colors on your face
oh your beauty so radiant
broken words sincerely composed
to portray your yearnings of Me
the way you call My name
how flattered to see such innocence

I know you feel lonely sometimes
by the river you lamented over your inadequacy
self-defense is your masquarade
oh I am too familiar with your finiteness
the night terrors invite your fears in
and deadly shatter your pillar of confidence
so vulnerable your heart to distractions
so detached you are from holyness

I send you tender kisses through the morning dews
into your soul I breathe in part of My entity
through the wind I whisper My everlasting promises
I paint all your dreams on the starry sky
so you have every reason to gaze the beauty of My love
and the width of My forgiveness
I fought the darkness to reach out for you
I gave My life so you may live. and be free

How can I not love you this much?

(Bandung, March 2009)

1 comment:

ade marpaung said...

like this batur.. imagine how He says me the last line in every good or bad time of my life..