I’ve been living O’ God,
In a world full of thorns and thistle,
In the midst of darkness
Where tear is none but pain.
I tried to escape from these dimension,
But its thorns and thistle tangle me,
Its darkness embraces me so hard,
So hard that it suffocates me,
Until all I can do is to cry and pray.
A long cry of misery and hopelessness,
And prayer that someone
Will come and save me.
Then I see a twinkling light from afar,
From afar it comes towards me
As it approaches me the thorns and
Thistle that tangle me,
Wilts and die ‘til I’m free.
As the light warms me, the darkness
Unleash and departs me.
Now the light comes into me
And dwells in my heart
And clothe me with love and hope
That I may never be tangled in the darkness again.
And share the light to those in the Darkness.
-Marie Michelle Brina-
