Staring at life's mysteries

staring at life's mysteries

my life feel like a blank page waiting to be written on..
i know i have to do the job myself,
but just cant seem to figure out how or where do i start
maybe I'll blunder all through the way...
maybe I'll get things right.

it still scares me, and
keeps me up thru the night.
i look all around me waiting for a sign,
not a single tinkle nor a blinding streak
catches me eye.

like a child's paper boat,
i flow thru the stream,
not knowing where i go,
sometimes crashing into rocks,
sometimes flowing clean.

destiny, when will itself reveal?
faith, when until will thou live?
hope, die not to the pressures of time,
love, fade not into the world sublime,
life, stop not at the crash of night.

When everything is dark

With a sense of doom,

I realize that my dark sky too

Has a moon.

When I am engulfed

By tears and pain

I find that my desert too

Has its rain.

When I m faced with troubles

And I think I’m done,

I find that my day too

Has its sun

When in the rage of the world

What will happen next, I don’t know

I realize after my thunderstorms too

I have a rainbow

You are my moon,

My rain,

My sun

And my rainbow

You are the only one.