Since I met you here, dear friend
I began to like this place a lot
at first sight it was eerie here
and the ground for me too hot

As I continued walking
upon untrodden paths
rotten fruit surrounding me
no bees or birds are singing

I wonder walking all alone
no sign of a living soul
all green softness disappeared,
and everywhere was stone

Wondering all the time, no shame
I found a clear chrystal ditch at last
if you will ask about the name
is that the present or in the past?

My head turning, my feet burning
they are to blurr my view
great bliss that pure water and some dew
wish that shall change my head from spinning

Then walking all the while with the same view
I see from far a green stip slowly coming
in seventh heaven am I, since it's a human being
I thank Thee on my naked knees, it is you my friend

I notice beauty yonder
the mockingbird and wren
have a duet together
I wonder since when

After I've met you, friend
I like this place a lot
it's not so eerie anymore
and God's blessings are on this spot


© Sylvia Frances Chan
      27th April 2013

Today it is her birthday
but she is no more, she has deceased
oh, how I hate repeating it this way
any other word I would have pronounced with ease

do you want to hear her story?
sure you won´t be that annoyed ?
I am so sorry if though you will get bored
I must admit that my version is a bit blurry

she is a very fortunate woman
her husband is a very wealthy man, try not to insult
all of a sudden she fell ill, to hospital she was put in a van
she could pay every specialist, she is constantly at consult

after many many years slicking pills for her health
typical her addiction, she has so much wealth
one morning she was found dead
having slept alone in her kingsize bed
the night before she preferred to sleep alone
in her daughter´s sleepingroom, her only precious throne
that cursed night she was suffocating, no one heard her scream
she was found dead in that early morning beam
the night before she took the wrong pill of another scheme


Sylvia Frances Chan
Tuesday 12th February 2014
22.12 hrs. p.m.

My Prayer for Thee
Oh, Lord Thou art my only Love
dearest, Thou art my True Love Dove
i treasure me in Thy Vector
and feel me blessed in my daily concerns
i know this is only hellish Earth
temporarily and no eternal worth

only Thy Signs and Thy Spoken Words
i have absorbed and am absorbing still
Thy Holy Words and Thy Only Will
naturally, i have learned eversince
i learned to see Thee as my Holy Prince
to listen to Thee as my Holy Father
to hear Thy Words than rather
turn my sight to satan's rites

Thou art The Only One i worship
Thou art The Only One i am praying to
Thou art The Only One, Thou art my All
Thou art this side and the reverse side of my All
Thou art my whole side of my All
Thou stand above my Darling
Thou stand above my Beloved
Thou stand above my Beloved Ones
Thou stand above my Alls

Thou art The Holy Father
The Holy Son
and The Holy Ghost
i am a humble woman
i asked for three special sons
Thou gave me three special sons
i knocked and asked for love, life and food,
Thou opened
and gave me love, life and food
for my family, my Life's destiny
i asked still, Thou gave me constantly

i could not fight
Thou gave me strength, Thou gave me Power
i grow stronger by the hour

Thy words are Divine
i am craving for Thee, Oh Holy Mine
i am all Thine and Thou art Mine

forgive this humble heart of me
for every sin i have done to Thee

i pray to Thee for every soul i met
i thank Thee for Thy mercy i get
from Thy Holy and Forgiving Heart

i nestle in Thy thermal
i warm me in Thy vernal
i warm me in Thy embrace
No my Lord, i would not race

i feel me ablaze, every time i praise Thee
and pray to Thee, my Lord
blessed feel i get for each of Thy Word

My Lord, My eternal Love-Superiour
Thou art my heavenly Father
i am your constant love-warrior
Thou art in Heaven
hallowed be Thy Name
Thy Kingdom come
on earth as it is in Heaven
Amen

PS. Especially posted for dear Tahirih


© SYLVIA FRANCES CHAN
Tuesday 8th July 2014