Let’s step back…

Have we met?
Did we already crossed our path?
Actually, I don’t know yet the answer
But I believe we’re just under the same clouds,
And we’re just gazing in the same sky, moon and stars at night.
This season has many twists and turns,
And made me lonely at times,
Wondering if you’ll still come?
Like the usual knight in shining armor
during lonely nights.

But please though I feel alone at times,
Hoping that I’ve shoulders to lean on,
Someone who could bring umbrella
In the midst of rainy seasons,
Someone who would hold my hand
In tension and frustration,
Someone who would wait for me,
After long hours of work.
Someone who would listen to me
When I’m disappointed and discouraged.
Yes I need you in my life.
But please, stay where you are.
I will step back, if you come.
Not because I don’t like you,
But because  I want to endure this season,
all alone.
I don’t want to take advantage of your strength,
nor satisfy my own desires.
I don’t want you to fulfill my longings and dreams,
So please, stay where you are.

Let’s both step back for awhile,
And fulfill our purpose,
Let’s honor this season,
Let's give time to know our Creator,
and to completely know ourselves.

Until the right time comes,
When the fruit of waiting is already ripe.

Published by Merrel Ya

A lady who has been pondering her hope into Christ, inhaling His grace, and enjoying the beauty of life. Writing about life, asking God about "kuliglig sa kanyang dibdib."

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