I am nothing to you
I am not the first taste
of love left on your lips
and I wont be the last

I am the breath between
the verses of your life
and
I'll never be your song

I am the faded hues
of blue in your restless
eyes
I'll never be your rest

I'm the war in your chest
war waged against my heart
never
will i love you again

I am cold autumn winds
howling in space, so please
sleep
and I will be just fine

I was walking down the sidewalks one day
with a euphoric smile on my face.
I look up
I look down
I look left and right.
And
I
Saw.

Life
without
Life

And I wondered-
Where are all the people who
reached to the stars
letting their minds loose to
the far ends of the galaxies

Where are all the people who
sang with their hearts
letting their body dance to
the songs of their inner-self

Where are all the people who
sailed the seas of life
conquering storm after storm to
get to the land of hope

Where?

Because all I see ---

Are people who
have their heads hung low
with their hands reaching
towards the ground

all I see

are people who have lost
the muchness in their eyes
their eyes open,
but not seeing.

Here they are.

not looking
not reaching
not dancing
not sailing

Not Living!

These people
Walking on the sidewalks
With their pace picking up speed

faster and faster
as if they were running.

I say,
Stop!
Slow down!
and
Live!

Stop not seeing
Life for what it is!
full of wonders and wanderers!

Stop not looking
For hope, and for joy!
Because if we keep looking
Only then would we discover.

Stop not reaching
For greater heights!
Because there are still more stars
to hold.

Stop not dancing
for if you listen closely
you would hear the sounds of life
making music for what it is.

Stop not sailing
Because across the vast ocean of life
There maybe storms, and tsunamis
but at the end might we find the land of treasures

Stop not Living!
because there is nothing more unfortunate
than to see a man who lives life in death.

I’ll remember that I came from dust
And there’s no one else that I can trust
but You
My Provider;
My Father;
My Creator.

When my wants crumble
And I tremble
Out of frustration
And probably anger
I’ll remember
To still bring You praise,
Worshiping Your name.

For this life isn’t mine
But Yours

For this isn’t my story,
My life is for Your glory.