Thursday, February 28, 2013 at 3:07 pm
Don’t know where my day go again my Father? …All things become so uncertain …in one day or in one hour …Yesterday all was well …but today, who knows? …Even tears have evaded my lachrymal …and my enthusiasm of yesterday …is damped by the uncertainty of today! …Where are You my Father? …And what is going on …in this world You left me on …to thread the narrow gate …all alone …without a mate?
Perhaps I’m scared …like a little girl lost …in the wilderness of people… wondering alone … end-long… daylong … ding-dong … ding-dong … and for how long …this passing moment must take place … not leaving a trace?… For in the morrow …all of this moment so rotten … shall be forgotten!
