in middle of muddled dream
truncated by alarm’s scream
you open bleary eyes
to yet dark new day
cawing craws announce.
you turn upon the bed
to give a kick start
a mug of black coffee
hot and strong.
you draw the curtains back
look out on grey dawn.
time to resume
mad rush race against time.
for few quiet moments
book open
on your knees
catch a glimpse of
divinity.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
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4 comments:
Tawi fel thei bawk sia! :-)
TS, a sei chuan in chhiar zawh peih loh a halauhawm ve a D
A ngaihnawm fel thlip thlep e. ka tawng i huatthu suhah a bul tanna apiang (tlar tin) khi hawrawppuia ziak ni phei la chuan a tha ngawt ang.
Calloused knees —fervent prayers! I think God finds it too short ... Heidan Rial, Over Lie!
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