I'm afraid to love again,
become so happy with the presence of someone,
the last time I fall, shattered me.
The memories still haunts me.
I'm afraid to lose myself again,
loving someone
who will just end up hurting me.
I don't know when will I be ready,
to say "I love you" again to someone.

I asked God
"Please give me just a day,
To refresh myself
Away from all tasks and demands
For I am getting tired of them"

So God did,
And during those days of freedom,
I somehow did not
Allow Him to speak with me

The days grow and suddenly
I feel empty, lifeless
I wonder why I feel weak
Even if I'm not tired physically

Then I pray to God
But not the same prayer I uttered before:

*"I would not ask you anymore my God
To take away those tiring tasks
That the days throw in me
Along my way

But rather, I say
Please Lord be my strength
Through the days of being tired,
Of being free
In every season in my life

I knew each of these days
Will give demands
But be the source of my joy
Be the source of my strength"

Brave and strong*
That how I describe her
Her beauty shines
As the morning breeze blows her hair

Her dress sways
Like the graceful grass
And she's as sweet,
As poppies in the field

Holding her parasol
With dignity and beautiful soul
Nothing will ever compare
To her never ending care