Thoughts
I wanted to talk to someone today. Yet no words came from my mouth. As though trapped in a box, wrapped too tight. And as the say progressed I found myself sinking into a quietness.
Sometimes it is good to be quiet. Letting those thoughts and questions swirl inside your mind. Never quite releasing to words said in open airways. Yet even a thought can be intimidating.
So sure I had plenty of words to say but I protected myself by painting. Putting all thoughts and questions to the acrylic pigments upon canvas. The allowance to just fade into the background. I suppose all that is good for it does teach me patience.
As I sit here crossing my mind off those who I so badly want to say hello to. Closing that door for now. Only to find the unlocked door later. One day at a time. Letting Jehovah decide what is right.
Surprisingly I have thought a great many scenarios when I will be able to say words again. Even much more is the day I am standing on the balcony waiting for loved ones, in Paradise.
See I hope I will be there. Yet today has ended, for the most part. The night has given great pressure in the air. I hope for a cooling or even a small shower. Just for the intensity to subside. A hope.
And all this time I find myself mentally making notes of the first few I hope to say hello to, one day. Yet today was not that day. But soon I hope.
Keep hoping. Keep praying. One day Jehovah will say yes. Until then just keep my thoughts quiet and in tune with Jehovah's principles.
Sometimes it is good to be quiet. Letting those thoughts and questions swirl inside your mind. Never quite releasing to words said in open airways. Yet even a thought can be intimidating.
So sure I had plenty of words to say but I protected myself by painting. Putting all thoughts and questions to the acrylic pigments upon canvas. The allowance to just fade into the background. I suppose all that is good for it does teach me patience.
As I sit here crossing my mind off those who I so badly want to say hello to. Closing that door for now. Only to find the unlocked door later. One day at a time. Letting Jehovah decide what is right.
Surprisingly I have thought a great many scenarios when I will be able to say words again. Even much more is the day I am standing on the balcony waiting for loved ones, in Paradise.
See I hope I will be there. Yet today has ended, for the most part. The night has given great pressure in the air. I hope for a cooling or even a small shower. Just for the intensity to subside. A hope.
And all this time I find myself mentally making notes of the first few I hope to say hello to, one day. Yet today was not that day. But soon I hope.
Keep hoping. Keep praying. One day Jehovah will say yes. Until then just keep my thoughts quiet and in tune with Jehovah's principles.
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