That life is often compared.
Compared to sea breeze,
soft sand, rolling waves,
and endless sunshine.
Not surprised.
It is often compared to flowers,
Flowers are little miracles of the world,
with their sweet beauty and fragrance
that evoke our senses.
Not surprised.
It is also compared to mountains and hills.
I found that, many of my previous peaks
were now smoothed out by my personal growth
and awareness I had gained,
by taking on challenges
and seeing how my actual experience
matched my expectations on how I’d go.
Not surprise at all.
There is no surprise,
The best view comes after the hardest climb.
Persistence and determination can mend
all the wounds of misfortune;
and the scars of my past.
My scars and wounds stand nothing to time.
For in time, no pain lasts.
Not surprised.
When the wind calls me,
I know that,
somewhere in the mountains,
it has found the answers that i was looking for.
The pull of the horizon
overcomes the inertia of reason.
And I just have to follow the path.
Not surprised.
There is no surprise at all,
I smile and make no reply
for my heart is free of care.
For me, these God’s created features
are symbolic to my day to day
happiness and challenges.
Not surprised at all.
There is no surprise at all,
Either way, these perilous jet majestic land reforms
continue to hold position of awe
and wonderful moment in my life.
Indeed i am surprised.
Before me are colours of a thousand rainbows
mixed together but only one colour resonate my heart.
As I wake up in the morning,
I see the sunshine in the window
As I go in the garden,
I see the flowers as they grow.
As I walk, I feel the gentle breeze
following me along the shore.
Not surprised at all,
God is so great.