Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Note: This was some last minute "work" for prayer tomorrow, that is, the eighth of February. I was informed just this morning to have a reflection piece and prayer by recess and thus wrote a little poem. Managed to finish it by recess, but it isn't all that good. This poem is about a blind person who has a "friend", Nobility, and he sees his "friend" through the actions of others. Nobility is one of our school values, and is the value for the month. :D Hope you all like it. Feel free to comment. I call this "My friend".
Let me tell you about someone I met
and have known through all my years.
She comes when I am helpless
and gently dries up my scalding tears.
The bus was terribly jerky
and I could not keep my balance.
I told myself: "If I should fall,
all I need is resilience.".
The leather of my wallet
brushed past my palm,
and before I knew it,
It was nowhere to be found.
I bent low and felt about
for it was so very dark.
And then in the awkward silence,
A soft voice gave me a start.
I did not expect it -
That gentle offer of help.
My leather wallet was back with me
And with it, a rush of gratitude I felt.
And when I thought that that was it
after thanking the bodiless voice,
She went on to offer her seat,
and I felt my eyes turn moist.
It was only then that I saw my friend
who glowed with all the world's brightness
She lives as all my colours
And the light that shines through my darkness-
Nobility.
I cried at 1:13 AM
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Did you hear me this time?
