Wonders...

At times we can’t help but wonder…
How God works in this world…
Among mess things seems to be in order….
Of things that look like mud muddle…
We might never know…
Beneath it there might be some gold…
At times we can’t help it but to stand in awe…
That we prostrate ourselves,
Or at His feet we fall…
I guess I went overboard…
I thought I’m so mighty and tall…
Sometimes with my earthly strength I fought…
Thus ending up banging against an invisible wall…
Most of the time I want it all…
But I overlooked; it doesn’t worth the pain…
My efforts end in vain…
Somehow or rather when I went too far…
He pulled some strings…
And I came back into the jar…
Things happens;
Both good and bad…
Sometimes I was happy…
At times sad…
When I get into trouble…
I thought I’m dead…
I deserve to live among the rubbles…
Or in an asylum among the mad…
But God has His own way…
To make the crooked straight…
He did something that in turn we may…
Reconcile with Him and spared from the fiery glade…
He took up the blame…
Withstanding the world’s cruel claim…
And bear the shame…
For the penalty of my transgressions…
And my ideological individualism…
He risks his reputation, dignity and life…
Took my place and paid the price…
Sometimes I look out afar…
And I saw Christ…
Living in people changing lives…
Telling people where the true treasure lies…
Instead of guessing, rolling the dice…
In the end of day,
I can’t help but sigh…
In ages of terror and insecurity…
Fear had long taken flight…
To my blind heart He gave sight…
My dark days had turn to bright…
I don’t deserve it…
Though I work for it with all I might…
For I know,
Wrong is wrong and the right is right…
I often take the guilt trip…
Going in rounds and sometimes slipped…
It often gives me the creeps…
But what I need is just to complete a simple deed…
Have faith and make the impossible leap…
In every obstacles and hardship…
It’s important to follow His lead…
Till one day I’m back to the crypts…
Rest in peace and enjoy my lasting sleep…
And find myself awake in paradise…
Looking around and realize…
Heaven is a gift; not a prize…
For He had long paid the price…
To bring me back home…
A place at its best and nice…

-Bornion Crusader-

Ask...

Sometimes things are just so lame…
Days seem to be just the very same…
Nothing’s changed; it all remains…
Ever running away from that pain…
That haunted me in vain…
But somehow; till now…
I’ve lost much,
Yet very little I gain…
Sometimes it’s a wonder how people remain sane…
In a world that is so insane….
In a life of choices…
Lane leads on to more lanes…
Whether if it is justified…
We are still to blame….
Seeking some intimacy,,,
We try to move out from the “safe territory”…
But sometimes it is out of courtesy …
That someone cheer for your bravery…
Which in truth is laughing at your stupidity…
Sometimes we thought of going for celibacy…
For love had hurt us deeply…
But then the urge for a company…
Tends to reignite the passion…
To dwell in this valley of no end…
Maybe it’s a law of nature…
Or just a mere popular trend…
That there’s woman every successful man…
And there are countless men…
Vying to support a woman by her hand…
Years may come…
And seasons passed…
But why,
Can’t a friendship last?
Some things are optional…
Some are a must…
Maybe it has been long in the past…
Some wouldn’t wait…
But some in miracles they trust…
Putting faith in the impossible..
Till the bodies disintegrate; turn to dust…
Slipping back into earth’s comfort crust…
It may not happen at all...
Maybe with a blast…
Let’s hope we can act wisely…
Not following just the gust…
Till then,
We will be answered if we ask…

-Bornion Crusader-

Life's Miracle Run...

Looking into the past…
Once problems as oceans vast…
Time flew very fast…
Faster than any doubt can cast…
I find myself falling from dust to dust…
Sometimes I doubt where is the god that I trust?
So many things, I thought they will last…
But things became unpredictable, it all happened in a blast…
Walking down life’s cruel path…
I end up soaking wet in bloody baths…
Terrains are rough and tough…
What’s more; I’m still in search of my other half…
Along the way I stumbled and flopped…
What I do best is watching others reaching the top…
My life is a blessed one, but it bears a curse…
I often help others, yet I myself am helpless…
I’m trying my best to quench this thirst…
But it seems things are getting worse…
If there is a love meant for me…
I want to have it fasta…
But God’s timing is something to obey I must…
On His love, I must place my trust…
If I am to love, I want to do it all I can…
And in being loved, I hope it will last to the very end…
And with love, I hope to find faith and hope…
Where three strands bind together, and form a rope…
May God render me grace and mercy…
Fill my heart which is hollow and empty…
But I shall bide his timing, and his will be done…
Not solely what I hope for and what I want…
May love one day to me He grant…
That someone will be my side, with me together…
End life’s miracle run…

-Bornion Crusader-

Do they love me?

I miss those days…
Whereby a child will go up to one and say,
“Let’s be friends, and everyday shall be our Friendship Day”…
I miss those days…
Whereby we sat down together and feast,
All of us with life so well please…
I miss those days…
Whereby we can share our happiness and grieves,
In good times as well as by temptation sifted…
I miss those days…
Whereby the sun never seems to set,
But it must; at some point, from the skies it fled…
I tried to love…
With all my heart, soul and spirit…
As how I am being love,
By my Father above…
I tried to set an example…
Being the salt and the light…
Nothing much changed and the changes are slight…
I tried to cater to all…
Help them up when they fall…
But haven’t they notice?
They are building nothing but walls…
I’m trying my best…
Completing God assigned personnel conquest…
Have I been bearing fruits?
I do not know…
But I am doing what I’m told…
“Love your neighbors, as well as your enemies”
I’ve loved them, and love them so…
I wonder,
DO THEY LOVE ME?
YES OR NO??

-Bornion Crusader-

The Journey...

It was quite a journey…
A trip to the world unknown…
None of us know for surely…
Where the leaves are blown…
With some linen we set out…
To seek a treasure high above the clouds…
Off we go, simply so we thought…
Driven by excitement purely…
With slippers and shorts…
Through rough terrains and all the pain…
Of thorns and leeches sucking blood in vain…
All in all, we rise and fall…
We reach the top, the last and lost…
Stood a magnificent waterfall…
Tears drooping mixed with sweat…
Our eyes on the destination set…
Something unexpected, unthinkable met…
But along darkness fear had us enwrapped…
We thought that doom might come and have us trapped…
On unknown terrain, no food and energy sapped…
Nor any weapon to make our defense…
Thunder came and the canopy’s too dense…
For once, the world doesn’t make any sense...
We make haste and ran down the path…
Which we went up with giggles and laugh…
But now with grim faces and weary looks…
It was nowhere near what we learn from the books…
From our lips we utter prayers…
Pleading protection and forgiveness…
Lest that anything happen…
For some remorse too sudden…
But alas…
His mercy comes with great abundance…
He is still our great Providence…
We reached safe and sound…
At the hot pools warmed ourselves one last round…
Making each penny worth each pound…
Before back home we make our way…
A way from where too far we strayed…
Thank God that everything price in advance Christ has paid…
For His life freely in the tomb He laid…
Lest one day “I want your life” He said…
I would certainly recall that very day…
Which my life was mercifully spared…
We stood amazed in the middle of nowhere…
Savoring a moment of awe we can never get…
Elsewhere…

-Bornion Crusader-