Catrina Heart - IN HIS HANDS

Sauté and fry –
Garlic and meat

Cups and spoons –
With coffee beans

Pencil reads
Book writes to mind

Nature and humanity
Say Hi and Goodbye

Some are in order
Like bowls with cover

Some are not
Like moss on plots

Man couldn’t uphold balance
At a few occasions

He may attain great heights
Booming on trade and arts

She may submerge, hasty or slowly
On nadir of despondency

For time and life coursing round
Sailing encompassing no sides

Forbearance required
On storms and dark clouds

Commitment to work
While plowing the land

Don't lose hope
And always be kind

Have faith in HIM
Rest is in HIS hands


10th of November,2009

Catrina Heart

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