There are many things on my mind but one
All of them I can say but how
Too loaded with thoughts racing
Thinking of so many things but nothing has surfaced
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Pain,
one thing all man hates
but we only hate what is good in the beginning
pain is good
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Unexpectedly, I fell into a river
In it I saw something worth more than treasure
Honestly my deepest fear was to drown
So to free myself I swam
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Pain and tears sorrow us
But deep down in them is happiness
Mysterious are the joys in pain and tears
This good in pain in tears is what makes it hurts
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I remember the seed
and I remember my deed
because I remember my digging
and also I remember my planting
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I was on top like hairs
The good things of life and I were trousered, pairs
I knew no pain but gains
There was nothing that blurs but clear as plains
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It was broken and it made me cry
I was exposed from the only home I knew
Many hands held me but why
some wiping my face not to make me a clown
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Times past
I wish I had them by me
Dice I cast
I wish I could withdraw completely
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I have heard of it
Many people talked about it
They talked about how they felt it
Others said they lost it when they found it
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She was home, home sweet home
She had no where to go
Feeling like she has been traped alone
The truth is it was His joy
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