BlogEntryNo264

maybe we're ignorant after all..

maybe we're ignorant after all..
doesnt everyone realise?

in quiet desperation, they seek familiarity.
memories don't just disappear.
In the vein of life, it lives.
Likewise, memories live on.
Eluding memoirs is more than they can hope for.
Too adequate, too ample,
too sufficient, they become.
they worry..
that they are one..
and only one.
with no corporeal form to lean on.
that they have forsaken it all.
they think..
that life is a constant movement.
and only movement
with no structure of mercy.
that they have reliquished it all.
they feel..
that the Utmost is trying..
and hard to edify them
with all His might
that they have reliance on Him.

a sudden...
the hope of hopelessness disappears.
the wall of hopelessness vanishes.
when someone appears
to demolish every barrier
along with holding them up
hauling us they do
to the assurance that...
in midst of fury,
you will never fall..

maybe we're not so ignorant after all..
when we realise..
that in every life,
we are blessed with someone,
at least one,
willing to bear you with all might.
willing to support you beyond measures.
willing to sustain you for what it means.
and in every life,
we are blessed with someone,
at least one,
and that is more than we can ask for.




Hugs and kisses,
-Joanna, 12.55pm