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If love is a healer
why it hurts the most?
If peace is the much preached
why it is not attained easily?
If hope is the substance hope for and certain of things not seen,
why doubt creeps faster than hope?
The evil one is trying to keep human kind out of God's eternal plan.
Keeping trusting God because He is the Love of your life, the Prince of Peace is He and Hope of Eternal Life.
Eight years away from home
were the years that rob my life companions,
I lost all those that I love; the loved ones I so cherished dearly.
Now I stand in the centre of the village; empty-
without a voice to welcome me
except the memories of them; the twenty of them
engraved in their twenty separate headstones
to ***** to visit whenever I want for the rest of my life.
And if I return again in eight years time,
I sure know will find my footsteps fossilised along the muddy fields
and sandy beaches of that empty village.
Sacrifice for formal education far abroad is an activity of separation. We lose loved ones along the way and we missed them forever. By the time we get to our feet, we realised that the loved ones have gone forever. We only keep their memories hoping that they linger forever and a day.
Weary is my eyelid
as the traces of light vanished into darkness
I close my yes
and dream of lights
from the celestial show
while my body rests
from hard labour
wishing darkness continues for eternity.
The eye wants light forever, but the body longs for an adequate rest from the hard labour of life. Sometime you wished the time stands still for at least a few hours to let the body rest.
Puppets are controlled by someone
Life is a puppet if controlled by stupidity
We become a living puppet show.
I could make out the figure in the twilight
It’s all your lovely face I see,
Unmistakable
And with the moon rising
I see your smile,
Always infectious
The gentle murmur of waves on the beach
is our love music that beats in unison with our hearts
As I hold you in my arms
And kiss your lips with tenderness
while your soft lips
drip honey to my mouth
Like honey in the rock.
Love is beautiful with nature and nature defines the degree of love to humanity. If nature is void, love is void, too.  We are created to give and receive love in a passionate way to feel the importance of our existence. Love is the essence of existence, both nature and humanity.
Crystal sea
calm sea
murmuring sea (on the beach)
sparkling sea
blue sea
green sea
brown sea
angry sea
rough sea
choppy sea
whatever name they call you
you are the sea of life for the living.
When the world is over
I shall see you in another better world
where the cares of the earth exist no more
only the everlasting joy and happiness;
Together we sail away the eternal years.
#Eternity
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