A challenge to the Lord

by Em Jay on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 7:16pm

I’ve seen English weather
Snow….
in the middle of spring
sheets of Daffodils
Dew….
Teasing the petals
To fall or not to…

I’ve seen snowcapped mountains
Beautiful…
Scot highlands
Valleys of deep entrenches
A lazy sun…
raising its eyes
To look down
On sea green meadows

I’ve felt the Indian Ocean
licking the salt off my face
Of linking waters of Southern Africa
from Hikkaduwa to Durban.
Fascinated..
By geography…

I’ve seen the picture perfect tarred roads
The smell of clean sheets
And exotic street lights
In holidays spent in Singapore
Jordan, Wales and the Wight

Inside beautiful Bawa creations
Out on the pinnacles of hills
Cool…
Fresh…
The suns and moons that shone
Waterfalls and tropical getaways
Spent in magnificent Ceylon

But all this
Only a fraction of happiness
Awe
And wonder
Set apart from seeing the tweak of flesh
On my tummy
Of my little one moving
Inside her mommy..

Dizzied with elation
I am today
To see the beginning of you
Little pitter patter
Chubby fingers poking
Trying to see more
Are those fingers I see
Or a little toe?

Lord Buddha once said,
Nothing is yours..
Not to keep, not to store
Everything we ever had
We’d have to leave and go
But the Lord’s wrong
I say
How can I ever leave you
My little one
I created you
You are my own