Time…

It’s time to rest, little heart, little heart

It’s time to slumber, little birdie.

Rest your tired feet

On my soothing shoulder

Tarry awhile and meet

All the gentle souls of this old house.

What makes you wary, little heart?

What keeps you awake, little birdie?

Is it the crumbling walls of this house?

Or is it the sense of a deep darkness within unroused?

Do not worry, dear little heart!

Do not worry, dear little birdie!

The darkness hurts only those

Who have malicious intent in their hearts

Not those with pure hearts to keep their part.

Now fly away, little heart, little heart

Go away, little birdie

The storm is past, little heart, little heart

The weight is lost, little birdie.

It’s time to rest, little heart, little heart

It’s time to slumber, little birdie.

The Pause Button…

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Take a pause
From the busy life!

A life which has no time
To stop and wonder,
About the mysterious world around us,
A life which can no longer ponder,
On the velvet of the starry night sky.

Dreams were meant to be adventures,
In many parallel worlds of existence,
Alas! We grew up into cold-hearted adults,
We made our dreams our bane of existence.

Gave up our curiosity and innocence,
We became the demons of realism,
It’s good to be practical,
But what cost is the loss of our clean hands?

We who were so passionate, so driven,
Could scale the highest mountain for sheer fun!
Now we are bowed down by,
Lifeless bodies of our own ambition.

So take a pause,
From the busy life.
Enjoy the smile of a newborn,
Feel the touch of a loved one,
The serenity of the early dawn.
The gratitude of the helpless one,
The cool fingers of winter wind,
The playfulness of the grassy green,
Take a pause to just breathe in,
An imperfect life full of Him!

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