The Psalms

Oh Lord!
You made the Heaven and the Earth
But today, it is hard to say this is true
In the cities, there are less Gardens
In the people, there are less Angels
In the night, there is less light!

When I kneel to pray, I am dwarfed
For everyone is standing
I wish I have the strength to stand alone
It seems the stars moved a bit further into the skies

To be safe,
I chose to kneel on one knee and stand on the other
But I am neither kneeling nor standing
To be safe,
I became the worse

My confessions are as many as a stretch of days
As I walk on
I make my journey longer
I must wake up while the sun is still on my side.

Bitter Sweet Symphony

The Sun is Shinning
And it hits my Heart
Its illuminating
Energy insurmountable
Sparks of Stars
I feel like a Dynamite
Ready to explode into a million lines
In my mind
I make joyful journeys
Back and forth time
I ask questions
I try to reach deep
Deep enough to touch myself

I hear!
Oh! I hear!
Oops...it's me...the silent me
'Never knew this part of me
'Never knew there was a silent part of me

In my journey,
I come across a space
Without a scape
No trace of a face.
Neither sitting nor standing
I float against all logic:

My eyes are closed but I see.
My ears hear sounds that only speak to my soul
My hands touch only things I can feel
I am Smiling
I am Flying
I am loving it.

But I never forget
Never forget my Sadness
The world is too Cruel to be this Cool
One day the ocean will come for its lands
The fire for its trees and houses.
The wind will claim the air
Flowers its forests
Forests its Cities
The Earth its Bodies

So,
Where do I stand in all this?