Finding Stay

Finding Stay

It is the first day of the month
And I look forward to pray
Reflecting on the moments I had
On the last day of last month.
Amidst my shaded dreams,
Cries from a broken heart,
Memoirs of forgotten desires and
The simple craving of an aching spirit,
I have learnt that
As long as I have breathe,
I have more than enough reasons to hope
And cherish the knowledge
That each day has its own benefits
And in it
I can relive an opportunity
To call “Abba Father”.
So, it is the first day of the month
And I look forward to pray.



One thought on “Finding Stay” by kyola (@Kyola)

  1. The title is just crazy….I guess it’s poverty of title
    that caused this

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