The sound of the rain becomes one with my thoughts.
And now, I dance with the melody of my soul that was once lost.
I can hear the echoes of my past,
Beating what’s inside me,
Trying to battle the hope that is burning in my spirit.

Sometimes it still murmurs the pain of losing —
Reminding me the intensity of its debris
That still lingers in the shadows behind me.
But I was not the same me like the old, old days.
Maybe he doesn’t know that he too, has weaknesses
To ponder about and to transfer his energy instead.

As I shutter the light in me,
I come across in the interior of my own “building.”
The facade that I tried to replace with aesthetics
Cannot be compared to what will last in the near future.
And I know, it’s so soon.

The clouds may still hide the glory that is to come,
And yet the hopeful ones are ready
To be harvested like the flowers on the lawn.
The diverse scenario of picking flowers,
Of watching the sunrise again..
I do hope that everyone understands the depth
Of what it really means to “rise from the dead.”

If only we could feel the power that runs in His blood,
Maybe we’ll all get access to the vision He has left us with.
But that power that raised Him from the dead
Is also the power that is in you and me
To conquer the battles with our daily bread.

Today, we shiver with the taste of life,
And I always push myself to have better ears than bitter tears.
I know that one day, we’ll come to the best ending of our lives.
But on that day, I hope we are one in spirit and truth.
For only the truth will last forever.

I hope we don’t mind if our standards of “truth”
May come into halt..
And that’s to bring out the best version of us,
To the better you and me!
‘Til we meet again!

I never took the time to sit and think about an M&M.

A chocolate that separates itself from the rest of the crew with its signature M.

Your empty palms await the decadent little multi-colored buttons,

Like they've always said, "melts in your mouth, not in your hands..."

When you take a bite into the cherub chocolate, its sugar-coated shell cracks like the frozen arctic water.

Exposing a sweet surprise.

Children jump for joy when they see the candy,

adults jump for joy too as their childhood is relived in every M&M.

Pop em' in your mouth during lunch-break,

share a few with your homegirl,

grab a handful at a Halloween party.

There's always a little surprise in every bite.

Sometimes it's a dab of peanut butter

or a crunch of peanuts.

Maybe a salty bit of pretzel,

or ooey-gooey caramel.

Whatever it is, they're good for the soul,

Your teeth won't be happy with you, though...

Life

Is but a beautiful balloon;

The more you inflate it

The quicker it bursts out