Somehow, I have
also been finding myself impressed with a profound amount of gratitude for the
things great and small that i’ve so often taken for granted. I’ve spent a lot of time, over the last few
years especially, fighting off the moans of creative frustration, HEARTBREAK,
depression, anxiety, day to day dramas, and whatever else can be fueled by too
much attention and spiritual unrest.
but, as I sit here now in an impending darkness far greater than all those emotions combined, I’m humbled by defeat and forced to open my eyes and heart.
but, as I sit here now in an impending darkness far greater than all those emotions combined, I’m humbled by defeat and forced to open my eyes and heart.
Oh God, You can take everything I have, For
every moment that I have hope and health and love and friends and air and
lights, food, rain on my window, a bed, songs, a voice, 10 fingers 10 toes,
hands, strength and music and art and beautiful people who actually listen to
what I make, for every glimmer of everything and so much more… except my
father, because I can’t live without him. I can’t stand to see him with pain,
You can take anything... but NOT MY DAD ! :’(
Dear God, Please keep my precious Dad
in my prayers. He is the purest, kindest and most honorable human
being I’ve ever known. Somehow I got
lucky to be his daughter.
Allah, I just never know when something could be taken away.
Allah, I just never know when something could be taken away.
09 June 2013
in my sadness