Saturday, 1 August 2015

Sprinklers



I think I might let the sprinklers come on
But I love the grass dry
Emotions can be overwhelming
Yet strength can be drawn divinely
I’ve traveled far
I’ve searched for the sun
Oh! So many paths I have walked
Around and around I walked
A wave at the sea
I’ve said hello to deserts
Yet it always seemed like a mirage to me
Once I caught a glimpse of the sunlight
I fell in love with the sunlight
I loved the warmth
I cherished its presence
But so unfortunate for me
The sunlight vanished in 360 ways
I felt lost
Oh! I felt so lost in the dark
Silly me got too carried away by a light so unreal
Its absence dropped a blanket of darkness
Hmmm…I almost gave up on hope
Still I refuse to let the sprinklers come on
I’m standing tall and grounded like a cedar tree
Cos deep in my heart
I know it will be ok
Yes…tomorrow always has its blessings

By Sylvia Chika
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