The Storm's Brewing, and Cover I''ll take.
I learnt the art of waiting on the Lord today.I learnt that memories, are meant to be sweet.
And no matter how bitter it may have seemed,
Something sweet can always be drawn from it.
I was thinking about how things come and gone.
I guess I have yet to understand His will that came.
Still I lie in wait, patiently as He may direct.
Never waiver, Always perservere, Holding Tight.
Hope, Longingness, as CS Lewis puts it,
Came rooted from our desires.
If nothing in this earth can fulfill,
Perhaps I ain't made for this world at all.
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Be still my soul...
Be still my feet!
Be still my mind,
Be still my heart.
Be still my life,
Be still my voice...
Be still my self,
Be still my memories...
For I put my trust in thee, for He is my countenance.
All day I look up, All day I see His face :)
Be still my child.. Be still my Son..
Time will tell, my Glory revealed.
Trust in me, Trust in what I promised.
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dedicated to my friend,
Whose heart so oft broken.
Wonder I may 'bout your desire,
liken a dry well so thirst of water.
Your life depicts a bird longing for a nest,
So desire an acceptance,
Yet time and time again you wonder,
If such great joy simply exist.
Rejoice my friend,
Be sad no more for its time.
that you'll discover and learn,
The journey you're about to enter.
for life awaits those who'll be ready for it,
some missed it but never lost,
some fall but never broken...
And I hope that in time to come,
You will find what you'll deem fulfullment.
If your name rhymes with your callsign,
baby you call it,
strangely i may say it.
May you find what you've been looking for,
And laugh, in the fruits of everlasting joy.
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