the dreadful day

a symphony to melodious reawakenings.

Published Thursday, June 01, 2006 by p-h-i-l | E-mail this post

Somehow after 4 years of higher education, you'll expect to be
at least alittle more familiar with exams. Nope, sadly i'm still
stuck at this cross-juncture, trying not to be hit by that
fast-motioned vehicle. Dreadful as it maybe,
I have to survive this test.

To honestly say that I will lean on my own understanding,
would be the greatest lie ever in this century.
Every single time, when it came to this juncture,
I cross my finger, hoping for alittle luck, only to realise
that I didn't need luck.

All I needed was to know that my finger pointed to a right
direction. Be it not to my own self, but let it point to the
one greater than this cross-junction. I raise my hand,
and lift my finger pointing above, saying;
Its yours for the taking, I lean on you.

O, help me Lord through this circumstances. I decrease, as You increase.