The sweetness of doing nothing.
The pleasing sound you hear from the birds outside your
window.
The lovely gestures of a loved one.
Everything happens for a reason; like everyone would say.
And although I may have all the comfors at home, love in
the world, the joy of waking up each morning and the simple pleasures from day
to day, I cannot help myself but ask why?
Why amidst all the joys there is despair?
Why despite the happiness there is always a trace of sadness
written all over?
Why me?
Why should this happen?
I already said I cannot dare complain, and I am not, will
never ever do so…
But all I ask is why?
Why do things happen? Is there a myriad of reasons for every
uncertainty I have?
Will everything be okay in the end?
Will I go through all the pain again?
I ask myself now. I will dwell on this today. Tomorrow, I
will move on.
Let it be done according to Your word, Oh Lord.
