Panic rising,
Anticipation building.
The howling wind
Whipping at my hair
Drowns the screams
That escape my lips.
Is it just in my head?
Are the deafening sirens real?
Are they coming for me?
Are the monsters back
To haunt my waking dreams?
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About yashikibuta
I'm Yashie. A Filipino in Canada. With my partner, Mamoy Gayl, we are mothers of 2 - a Pomeranian Diva named Angel, and a Chihuahua Prince named Chaos - a grandmothers of 4 pups - Hale, Ice, Rain and Storm - novice but avid gardeners and homeowners. I am daughter missing her parents; a sister missing her sisters; an aunt missing her nephews. But overall, I'm just me trying to make my mark in this big world.
Yashie, what you have been writing is so bittersweet…here is a spiritual hug from my heart and spirit both carrying a blessing upon the wind, hoping to touch you and lift your heart that happiness may find a way back in!
Here is a poem that i wrote to the Lord…I am sharing it with you.
With The Passing Of Each day
With Your love behind me
I know that there is a way
To make it in this cruel world
With the passing of each day
I know that if you guide me
There will never be a way
Where sin will be an obstacle
That in my world will always stay
I know that when temptation comese
And when in my heart sadness begins
I know that I will have the power
over these foes to daily win
For with your love behind me
I do know the much better way
To make it in this cruel world
With the passing of each day.
Wendell
Now you made me cry! That’s so beautiful. My faith is the only thing that’s making me strong in times when everything else seem to be against me. Thank you so much for sharing that really nice poem