Looking out my window:
Spectacular sunrises,
Superb sunsets,
Blossoming buds turning to
Flamboyant flowers,
Intricate detail in everything,
And people walking past,
Too engrossed in their business
That they don't notice beauty.
I guess it's true;
Beauty IS in the eye of the beholder.
Wednesday, 20 August 2008
Friday, 8 August 2008
Crying in His Arms
Enveloped in your love,
Nothing I can do is enough.
Nothing I can do
Will make you love me more.
The title may seem a bit ambiguous, but it portrays the sense in which I wrote it, which to me makes it all the more special.
Nothing I can do is enough.
Nothing I can do
Will make you love me more.
The title may seem a bit ambiguous, but it portrays the sense in which I wrote it, which to me makes it all the more special.
Monday, 4 August 2008
Looking For Your Love
Thousands are looking
To the sky above,
Searching for your
Great unfailing love.
Futilely we try
To fill our lives ourselves
With loud music, sexual acts,
And bottles on the shelves.
I have seen your love now,
None of it you hide;
To he who is the Prince of Peace,
One day I'll be your bride.
To the sky above,
Searching for your
Great unfailing love.
Futilely we try
To fill our lives ourselves
With loud music, sexual acts,
And bottles on the shelves.
I have seen your love now,
None of it you hide;
To he who is the Prince of Peace,
One day I'll be your bride.
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