Time passes more quickly than I thought it has been.
Which leaves me pondering, what am I under this vast sky?
You* say do not worry, for I am here.
But I can’t help but scream, why am I even here?
I have learnt that under this sky of yours.
Things may not be what I might want.
But I know that the sky’s made up of You*
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They have been surrounding me,
Some does embrace
Others who brings me down.
Accepting me for who I am,
By only His grace
And I thank You* for that.
Being all stark and insensitive
Not understanding how I felt
And so often jar with the others.
Now all I can say is,
Release me
So that I will bring such joy and frolic.
People used to say that darkness was fine
As we were to just go with the motion
Not having a mind of my own,
I was led away and only regretted.
Till that darkness became too overwhealming for me
I struggled alot
Not wanting to let go of this darkness
Untill You* poured out your love and over took my life
I may have experience darkness
But not anymore
Because standing upon this awesome place
I see lights that beams my heart
Not glarring but heart warming
Now that ive surrendered my darkness to You
It’s time that ive let this light
Shine
Brightly for as long as you permits*
Where is this space?
As it ignited some craving for it.
Seeking what I knew was timeless.
Then it struck me,
that space wasn’t something that I could buy
nor built overnight.
It came to liked it knew me,
waiting for my acceptance.
It startled me up from my point of perception.
Living each day like its a photograph,
snapping the time zone at each scene,
living it to that moment.
Or is it just pure
Memory.
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When asked to come up with a concept regarding; space.
