On the day I grew tired, I surrendered. I lifted my hands and parted the curtains— And there, where I had been standing, In the shadows of my copious truths— Sunshine streamed in and found me— where I am, That you may also see me for who I am.
T rue love is special and its something we all hope to experience; be it in marriage, family and friendships— even in relationships that do not make it to the alter.
And yes, ours didn’t make it to the altar— that is one reason I have a chance to pen this petit article. Also, I just want to reminisce in what you meant to me. So here we go: I caught myself thinking about you today.
P eople as we are, we continually peddle the cliché about life being short almost all the days of our lives…
But sub-consciously, I dare to say that we always think it will last forever. We proclaim statements like “Live your best life now because you are living on borrowed life, etc” But at some point, life really hits us and we realize, this thing (life) is really is short! And there is a need for circumspection.
Hello. My name is Isaac. A Journalist and Literary Blogger living in Ghana. This is my blog where I publish my feature articles, creative writing and links to my podcasts. Subscribe today and receive all updates!