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Not Now

Not now, heart. Not now.

Not now when my eyes are seeing a lot less than they should and the maps say nothing beyond those woods.

Not now when my ears are muffled by voices unknown and I’m believing the lies that these noises lead home.

Not now when my knees still tremble at the sight of the dark and my feet are uncertain of where the path starts.

Not now when my faith wavers at the onset of the storm and I forget that what follows the night is the morn.

Not now.

No, I’m not saying you should stop beating. I’m saying you start beating for something else.

Dear heart,

beat for the vision that there’s more to the now, for the thought that in the forest, there’s adventure, somehow;

beat for the truth that there’s growth when you listen, for the grace to ignore all the hissing;

beat for the strength to stand firm, to move forward, for the lamp at your feet that leaves you empowered;

beat for what comes after the rain is the sun, for the hope that the battle has already been won.

Beat for all that and more.

But for her, maybe not now.

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On Storms

I sailed, ventured out onto the seas Looking onward, anticipating, at the edge of my seat

Dream clouds swirled, storm clouds stirred Thunders, waves were all I heard

Torrents forced water into my boat Along with fears, tears, unpatchable holes

Then waves were walls, what was true was false Even rains were falls, but in the midst of it all

"Take courage!" You shouted "Come." I believed, I stepped out and There was still that hint of doubt

The storm grew wilder, waves rose higher My knees trembled, my body shook, I was dead tired

Of the tosses and turns, of the chills and the burns Of the journey unfinished, of what I have not learned Of the storm that has churned

That's when I started to sink, and I started to think Of everything, all at once, of everything and nothing

But the fact that I was treading on waters And it was impossible, and what were The chances of it actually happening ... to me

But you were there

You were there walking ... towards me

You were there in front of me

But I was still afraid, entertaining disbelief Unsure of your plans, not trusting your hands, as if You didn't know best Arrested by unrest

"Lord! Save me!" 

And you were there

All along, you were there

And you didn't just stand there; you reached out You caught me with little faith as the winds died down You asked me, "Why did you doubt?"

I couldn't come up with a reasonable answer Already on the boat but still my heart sank further As I asked myself, "Why did I even bother

"To let fears in, let disbelief seep in to the cracks in my faith, to the holes in my being

"When, all this time, the master of waves The lord of the winds, the one mighty to save

"The prince of peace, the whole of the parts The bringer of comfort, the mender of hearts

"The creator of the impossible The bridge for the chasms impassable 

My Father

Was right there all along?"

You were right there.

All along.

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You are not defined by your mistakes, or the wrong choices you have made. You are not summed up by your reputation, of shame or of pride. You are not your image, regardless of how much you’ve weighed. You are not your past, what you had, what you did, or once had tried. You are loved. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. You are forgiven. You were bought at a price. You are free. You are chosen. You are fully paid. You are loved. You are precious in His eyes.

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State of the HeArt

I've always been a frequent visitor of museums that I made of ideals I started listing or perfections I have weighed.

And this included the idea of the perfect one for me But some things have helped me see a new piece of art that was to be.

I looked at the mirror and saw a sculpture Rough edges, chinks, and a crack If I stayed like this for the future Would you choose to love me back?

I knew there was a lot to be done and undone and I'll go way beyond version two But I'm letting God remodel me to become the perfect one for you.

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Ikaw

Sa paglalim ng gabi at paglamig pa ng hangin Sa patuloy na pag-ikot ng mundo sa araw Sa pagpikit ng mga mata at pagbitiw ng panalangin Na tanging laman ay ikaw lamang, oo, ikaw

Sa pagtama ng mga alon sa mga kastilyong buhangin Sa mahiyaing buwan at sa pagsilip nitong panakaw Sa unti-unting paglitaw ng sandaang bituin Hinihiling sa panaginip ko'y ikaw, oo, ikaw.

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Love.

It is loving someone who may not love you back. It is paying a debt you never owed. It is holding on and letting go. It is a selfless act. It is dying for someone you've never known.

And it is counting as gain someone counts as loss. It is shown perfect in nowhere else but the cross.

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First of all

It's just that...

Listening to the loud downpour of the rain, and at the same time, at this very moment, your words seem like nectar to my butterfly ears.

Yes, you chose to converse with me, despite my inconsistency, and over and over again your words remind me that you understand. And your words make me fall in love with you more.

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Wanderer

I don't know what to do I don't know where to go Spent my whole life asking who Can lead me to the road

Of love Of happiness Of answers

Enough Of this aimlessness I'm done for.

I've nothing else to do I've nowhere else to go There's no one else but You That can lead me to the road.

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Dear Friend

Friend, And I speak to you as a friend, as a brother.

Listen.

You keep on saying it's the end, but there's another way to look at things.

You keep on saying it's a mess, and your answer? "I need to give myself some fixing."

You keep on saying you do your best, and it's better if you keep all emotions in.

You keep on saying there's no sense, it doesn't matter and this is all just nothing.

Listen.

An end means you can begin again; things that were will be sources of learning.

A mess needs a call of distress, a simple prayer to Someone who can fix everything.

Don't ever let emotions congest. Lessen the pressure by doing some releasing.

There are things we cannot comprehend, but to see clearer, our eyes have to be rid of what's blinding.

Friend, and yes, I say this because you're my friend, and I'm your brother.

When you think of your weakness, think about who's stronger; and the key is to trust in Him.

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Talitha Koum

You are beautiful

You are not dead You are worth more than you think

You are amazing

From your toes to your head And every single time you blink

You are wonderful

Don't mind what they say; instead, Let every lie and insecurity shrink

You are alive

Wake up; get up from that hurtful bed It is written: "You are loved", and My blood is the ink.

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Free Verse

Sometimes

It just gets so confusing My mind perusing through The striations of the walls of my heart

Sometimes

It just gets so annoying My heart avoiding those Convolutions of my brain

Sometimes

The doubt creeps in Seeps into every part of me Into every nook and cranny

Sometimes

The fear kicks in And it clicks all the switches off Suddenly it's dark around me

Sometimes

I'm ashamed that I forget And I regret that I don't remember All the things that You've already done

Sometimes

My faith's all messed up My spirit's left upside-down So the tears flow back in

Sometimes

I forget to hold on But You say you're not done with me And You wouldn't want for me to let go

Sometimes

But every time

You're there for me And You care for me And remind me how much You love me

Every time

You listen to me Moving into me like Water through every pore of me

Every time

You are by my side And You would suffice More than all that I will ever need

Every time

I try to let go of You Try not to say "I love You" coz I don't think I'd mean that much You never let go, You hold on to me even tighter

Every time

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The Thorn

God, take away this thorn That's searing my flesh It's making me mourn And the feelings congest I wanna get over this Get off of this Platform of insanity Of mere insecurity You're protecting me From unseen attacks You're perfecting me From zero to max! Let me be under Constant wonder of your works Help in forgetting The regretting and the hurts So God, take away this thorn That's searing my flesh And mold me accordingly You know what's best.

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Love is Patient

I've Tried my best to get you out Of the corners of my mind Coz I know that it's about Time Is the key to what we've found I will wait til I could call you mine Til I know that it's about Time

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Pilot

I am ultimately dedicating this blog In relieving myself of my two cents

Using rhymes to remove the fog That hinders minds from finding sense.