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Monica Weizen Justin is verbally not good in words. So here i am, writing down all my thoughts, my feelings that no one in this world would know. So whoever bother to read this, could understand me better. If there is no one bothers, it is ok. It is simply because i don't create this blog for you, but for myself. :)
If there is anywhere in my stories that you think has something adversely to do with you, i hereby apologize first. I just want to have my own page with my own stories without being censored. The pages are the products of my thoughts that have been derived from a rational reasoning in my own unique way.
I want to be just myself.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

He who walks with me

Beginning to feel his presence.
He speaks in silence, but I heard his voice.
The path is crooked, but he holds my hand.
My work is heavy, but he gives me joy.
The future seems dark, but he enlighten it.
It is impossible, but not to him.

I knew, I know, and I always believe, he is with me, even during the darkess hour of my life.
Even when I doubt him.
Nothing is to be compared to u.
I feel the joy. Give me more.

Yes, you. You, who walk with me.


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