"I Lay a Flame with a Rose."
Open Letter to All Readers.
I have decided to take a break from writing for a while. I know God loves me in a way that nobody can do, and it will last forever even after my own death. It is Heavenly love from my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. He understands how I feel, for He knows everything.
Acknowledge that God is still watching from up above and see everything that we do, either right or wrong. God will judge our deeds at the end of our time.
I certainly want to eliminate stress and reach peace of mind, so I pray for my broken heart.
You see, I am not feeling well lately... I don't know why; I'll be looking for answers.
I began to compose my first posts in this blog and in most of my other blogs about 2 years ago or so. However, I am undergoing a deep state of depression. So, my allowance comes to a halt at this point. It has been a free ride to dreamland, the land of inspirational poetry.
I don't write new poems at the moment. My poetical well has run dry. I'll still keep "My Journals" going anyway, and I'll post something over there from time to time.
I am out of words. I have never meant to offend anybody. It seems as if my heart has been stolen. I have been stricken with dreadful nightmares. I miss my dear grandchildren, and my family.
A keen wind whispered sad news. My emotions were churned, aroused and stirred up to a boiling point to make my vessels drip. My nightmares mounted. A thought flashed through my mind. A precious life was stolen and shattered somewhere...
My heart mourns the one I have begun to love. On the ice of a cold farewell, I lay a flame with the rose of love to warm up his lonely tomb.
People's hearts, you see, are simply naked in front of God's eyes who sees the whole picture. There is no place to hide. One can't hide from God, for God watches whatever we do either right or wrong. We are free to choose our destiny and our deeds. The Lord reads our hearts before we even do it. We don't know who we'll encounter in our lifetime.
I have volunteered my work helping the ones in need for many years. I have poured my heart out for those who suffered in body or got a mental agony. I gave my shoulder for those who wept in despair, and my helping hand for those who were hungry or lonely. My heart is not a selfish one. I am a giver rather than a taker. I may say, I care for a better world to live, and for Justice for All. Maybe, there have been misunderstandings somewhere...
I began to write some short tales in my notebooks that I'd love to publish. The outlines read...
"Wondering what is it in one's mind??...Perhaps, it is an illusion or an illusory state of mind..., or an interrogation within oneself, which only leads to doubts and uncertainty, or rather a closer way to a cruel reality. It would be the fact to acknowledge the way we may naively enter or most likely, we would be dragged into the world of madness: "The Tunnel to the Unknown," where good and evil walk together..."
Then, I pray to the Lord on daily basis in a prayer language. It makes me feel good to be a prayer warrior. God listens to our prayers, which is the best communication with our Lord.
Well, I must go now. I may visit your site and write a comment in your blog at anytime. Of course, you may do the same. Welcome Aboard!!
My personal profile and my older posts will remain in here, if you wish to read and go through them from time to time. God may bless you all!! You have been great followers.
So Long.
Until we write again.
In God's Garden,
Starry Dawn.
I call my New Blog:
"Journeys and Journals from our Galaxy."
I'll post a little bit of everything in prose, and some poetry as well.
If you wish to visit me, I'll give you the Link:
