I walked on the winding roads, acknowledged clearly so many bends that I had forgotten where to begin with.
Heavy footstep sounded so uncertain.
Every step bespoke of the pain I took.
Swerved to the left, in all my spite.
Swerved to the right, I hold on to my rights.
Hold on to my solid conscience, lead by the blinding lights which was raised on the road at the point where I had started to screw up.
Couldn’t scream it out.
Couldn’t find the way out.
The asphyxiated states contradict with the apparition’s life.
I stood on my perspective, observing their deafeningly clueless complaints and so called pain.
So ironic, so annoying that the contradiction between us annoyed me.
Just like how the Light which shone into my hopes and expectation.
How contradict could it ever be between His light and my life?
Between His holiness and my sins.
I have nothing to lose; nothing is left to be taken away.
What can I do when I’m already in this state that I am losing the control?
When we failed to grip hold the facts, it’s time to get back where we should have belong to.
Faith.
It’s so abstract that it overcomes the concrete.
Please, hold on to the one who electrify this universe.
He will always be and forever be the one who electrify your seemingly dying life too.
约 伯 记 Job:
5:17
神 所 惩 治 的 人 是 有 福 的 。 所 以 你 不 可 轻 看 全 能 者 的 管 教 。
5:18
因 为 他 打 破 ， 又 缠 裹 。 他 击 伤 ， 用 手 医 治 。
