Recharging...

Today...

...I must not confine my self in my abject feelings. I am distressed but not despondent. God is my light.

"You are my lamp, O Lord; the Lord turns my darkness into light.
With your help I can advance against a troop; with my God I can scale a wall."
2 Samuel 22:29-30, The New International Version

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...while feeling that the rain poured on me so hard and asking what made me deserve this storm, I am made to think of the plight of my brethren who are suffering and enduring the ordeal brought by Ketsana's wrath.

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...with my fellow suffering beings in mind, I draw inspiration from the words of this beautiful soul. How I wish I had his frame of mind. I am thankful I have come across this beautiful soul in my lifetime, grateful that I have come to live to know that beautiful souls like him have come to exist here in this earthly life.

...let me share to you these two poems by one beautiful soul named Maithri Goonetilleke.

...i invite you to visit him and perhaps you may want to walk with him in love.

Walking With Grace

The river of tears

flowed through my heart more times

than I can tell you my friend,

Silent tears, roaring tears,

tears which would fill oceans,

tears of the heart -

which were so much more than salty water,

But today in the gently glow of morning,

I turn my head to the river bank and there a stone has washed ashore,

Bright and sparkling.

I have not seen it before. And yet I know its name -

Grace

I will go pick it up and put it in my pocket.

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Turn Your Face To The Sun

Beloved, there are days when nothing seems right.

When every shell you pick up on the winding shore is broken.

When the silken treasure slips through your fingers too quickly.

When comforts are empty. And the world is noise.

On those jagged edged days, when the wind is screaming

for a reason only she understands.

And you find yourself all alone.

Turn your face to the sun.

There is goodness in the world, that even the river of tears cannot erase.

There is love in the world, that the numbed armies of fear can not destroy.

Sometimes that goodness is everywhere apparent.

It pours from the heart of every moment.

From the light of every smile.

On those soft days, love hides in the eaves

to drop like sweet honey on your forehead

and sings her lilting lullabies in the arms of the winds.

But on some days, Beloved. On days like today...

We need to look, to see.

So turn your face to the sun.

Even when she is nowhere to be seen.

Go inside yourself. Find a speck, a splinter of beauty to be grateful for.

'Yes'. the day has worn you. And 'Yes' our mistakes have been so many.

But say 'Thank you' anyway.

Take account of all that is in your possession.

A mind. A heart. A body.

A life that breathes, even if for just one more day.

Now count the eyes that have smiled

at you on your wild journey,

the hands that have held you tenderly,

the ears that have listened,

the prayers that have been made on your behalf.

And whisper your 'Thank you' again.

Count the sky that has watched you grow with His painted eyes,

The heaving waves that find their echo in the tides of your breathing.

The little birds that have sung you their songs,

The stars which have been a lamp to your path

and are your rightful inheritance.

Count unexpected laughter,

Count undeserved grace,

Count Passion and Love making and Dreams yet to be born,

And bow your head and say 'thank you',

Now count the lives that still need your light,

The hungry, the sick, the helpless,

Count the children who will die today

and imagine if with the breath of your body you could help just one.

Turn your face to the sun,

And know yourself as a child of the light.

You are the Goodness that cannot be extinguished,

The love that burns through the darkest night.

And perhaps,

In turning

you will see what I have seen

that this day where everything seemed wrong,

was not your curse,

It was your gift,

Your chance...

To find inside yourself a forgotten 'thank you',

To smile in the face of the grim suppressors,

To stand in the heart of the glowering darkness

and turn your face to the sun.

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...I am currently recharging the batteries of my soul. ",) ",)