He closes the door. It closed with a slow thud. He walks slowly towards the coat hanger and removes slowly his coat. Hangs It there. Drops of rain could still be seen on the sleeves. He then walks towards the mini bar. Made a drink of hot chocolate. The aircon runs at a comforting 26 degrees Celsius. A black leather sofa made for extreme comfort awaits him. He brings along his favourite crystal glass that contains his drink towards the chair. He slumps into the chair and put his drink down. On his right is the view from his room, overlooking the whole city at night. He then reached for the music player controller situated on the mini elegantly carved teakwood sidetable he had bought not so long ago. Pressed play…





...and the slow song started with the smoothing and enchanting rhythm of the notes…and the slow jazz came along…he took a sip on his chocolate and glances out into the wide panel viewing window. The thousands of streetlamps dazzled like yellow diamonds. The room was dimly lit. And the music lingers. His palms warmed up as he stretches his leg. Shoes removed and his feet rub against the warmth of the specially woven wool carpet underneath. His fingers tapped on the sofa’s handrest …to the melody the eardrums sways to…

Have been terribly busy. As i walk through this path, let me not forget the purpose You have for me. Let me be still and know that You are God. As i undergo persecutions and false accusations, i forgive. Be there for me i pray and do not pass me by. When i am immersed in my work and duties, give me wisdom to set time for You. With this, i sing this song to You.







I see the King of Glory
Coming down the clouds with fire
The whole earth shakes, the whole earth shakes


I see His Love and mercy,
washing over all our sins
The people sing, the people sing,

Hosanna, Hosanna
Hosanna in the Highest

I see a generation,
Rising up to take their place,
With selfless faith, with selfless faith,

I see a near revival,
stirring as we pray and sing,
we're on our knees, we're on our knees,

Heal my heart and make it clean...
Open up my eyes to the things unseen...
Show me how to love, like you have loved me...
Break my heart for what break yours...
Everything i have for your kingdom's cause
As i walk from earth into eternity...

A glimpse of ray shone between two emptiness. Grace given to a meeting where blossoming seed gave cessation to unnecessary hiatus. Grasped a grainful of sand in the initial conundrum. Letting the air swift freely upon the palms of the left hand. Walked the run, crawled the walk, sat the crawl. A pinch of fragrant dew dwelled upon the air. Catched it and kept in my inner coat wallet. Saved it for a dearth torrential drystorm. Twined the strings into a straight band of lifeline. The presence amiable, but given a choice was never ordained. The lingering thoughts of wining pebbled roads goes unpaved as it continues. Saturated. The skin boiled, serenading towards mouthfuls of façade. The ears waxed itself.

Rewind.

Seconds and minutes remained in prison. Hope instilled itself unknowingly. Words became offenders in each other’s terrain. I stood on. My legs lifted my ankles but the soul remained earthed. Gushing towards the light was all it seems. Given a choice to choose but choices was against authority. Bedazzled. Harshly. Walked along the shore of faith. Washed away by the waves as my feet disappear into the sands.

Now. Was there a past? Vague. A smell of fresh chamomile. The impair may found its comfort among the muddling pool. Although pressing against conscious’ avidness…. The summon of all it was never lost. The string still hooked to my last finger. It just never fails. What was promised became a covenant. The greatest commandment reignited. Hands clutched together near the heart, seeking a channel through the continuum of space, something higher than sense.

A smile.

I was standing in line waiting for my turn. In front of me stood a father and he was carrying his toddler baby girl in which I suppose was around 2 years old. Cute little girl with soft dark hazelnut colour hair and big round brownie eyes. Her chin was rested on her father’s shoulder and she was half asleep. Her eyes were so sleepy, with the eyelids closing…and open again…then close…then opened again. Adorable I must say. And I realized I was standing a bit too close to them when suddenly the little girl took stare at me, straight, eyeball to eyeball. It was as if she was expecting something from me. It was a long day for me and I was basically just too tired to even do anything and for a while I was looking at her I didn’t know what to do. She continued staring and I was a bit confused….like hey little girl…go back to sleep ya…but she continued staring at me as if she was waiting something from me…..i was afraid that she might cry.

And then, even though I was just too exhausted to even think…and fatigue just creeping all over my body….i gave her a smile. A twitch on my face muscle. A smile. Suddenly her eyeballs opened wider…she lifted her head up higher from her father’s shoulder and she was no longer sleepy. Then something spectacular happened. She gave me the sweetest smile I think she could possibly give and I can see the joy in her face and as she chuckled, she said hie to me using her 5 little baby fingers, as if she was grasping something.

Little girl, thank you. When you grow up, I hope that you can still smile to the simple pleasures of life.