You woke up again in a bright morning
Looking up at the ceiling while praying
Thinking of your purpose once again
And there you saw farmers busy harvesting the grains
Walking outside with the fresh air
You only smiled and kept on staring
To the beautiful creation of Him
Asking is it the start of going out of a dim?
There you saw the blue sky
And birds who's starting to fly
Every farmer that you saw paints a smile
And you clearly noticed it even from a mile
You started greeting them back
And a lady called you to give you some corn and a duck
She only smile and said “Cook that for you lunch”
And so you replied “Thank you for this brunch”
A blessed morning
For those people who are praying
Looking up above and still hoping
Thinking that without Him I would be nothing
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 1:32 AM UTC
You woke up again in a bright morning
Looking up at the ceiling while praying
Thinking of your purpose once again
And there you saw farmers busy harvesting the grains
Walking outside with the fresh air
You only smiled and kept on staring
To the beautiful creation of Him
Asking is it the start of going out of a dim?
There you saw the blue sky
And birds who's starting to fly
Every farmer that you saw paints a smile
And you clearly noticed it even from a mile
You started greeting them back
And a lady called you to give you some corn and a duck
She only smile and said “Cook that for you lunch”
And so you replied “Thank you for this brunch”
A blessed morning
For those people who are praying
Looking up above and still hoping
Thinking that without Him I would be nothing
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