My last night..

It started of with a thought…just like any other thought.

What if….i were to give it a try ?

But like all other thoughts that are conceived within my mind…it was tested by the fires of my minds own scrutiny.

I had short listed 3 of poems , these 2 I finally read…i'm home , my Love and The universe, me and You


It was an experience like none other. For someone who’s been writing for over a decade…this was my first real step towards breathing life into my work.


That’s exactly what last night felt like…


Last night was a blessing beyond compare... humbling to be amongst such talent , and yet be made to feel perfectly at home…

The perfect inspiration that I’ve been needing…

Lesly, thank you for assuring me that the eggs (if thrown) wouldnt smell too bad and for capturing the evening so beautifully :)

My Salvation

"Father, how wonderful Your care for us!
How boundless Your merciful love.
To ransom a slave you gave away Your Son.
O happy fault, O necessary sin of Adam, which gained for us so great a Redeemer". (Exsultet - Easter Proclamation)

Adrian thank you for the amazing post which the above was taken from.
God Bless you ever so dearly.

I will be your St.John

This post is dedicated to my dearest & closest friend , Dave Jean Kameron.




There is a silver lining to everything u once said. But somehow, it seems that everytime a wound heals, a new and more painful one forms.

So much has been said. So much was suppose to be done. All thrown to the wind...all left as if it were meaningless.

Deceiving and deception the sudden fruits of pride and envy…saddening and painful but plain reality.

But, by this I say , not all is forgotten :

Never , will that timid 14 year old forget that you were the first to ever tell her that her smile was her sweetest blessing.

Never will that 16 year old forget the sleepless hours you spent assuring her , that her future , though seemingly uncertain , is indeed, by His grace, as bright as the morning star.

And never , will that broken hearted 21 year old forget…how you , and only you , had hope in her. Picking up , not only the broken pieces of her heart….but her broken life all the same. Carrying her with your strength, until she, was strong enough to fly , dream and believe, once again….that by Him..everything is indeed possible.

Always will your life be the greatest testimony of His love.

Always will your life be a shining example of how perfectly He blesses us…with not only what we need…but far more that we can ever imagine.

And finally...

Always...

As you have been mine...

I will be your, St.John.

My perfect inspiration...

How beautiful You are, my love
How perfect, how pure
In Your image, I was formed
In my life, I long to reflect

The sweetest blessings
Of life, You have bestowed
How precious, the love
That only You, complete with

By Your side, draw me closer
By Your word, the grace to live
To You alone, ever pleasing
And home to You , one day to be

Within Your loving arms
I long to be
Held so close within your embrace
Resting my being, forever.