Twelve::10 by Abegail Cariaso
I am surrounded by the things of this world.
Sometimes I don’t know where I
stand. I’m captivated by the city life
and the path paved by the grey asphault .
I am a victim of urbanization.
My imagination has surrendered to
this lifestyle, but I have to remember
that I’m not from this world. I know
where my heart is.
Take a little time baby
See the butterfly’s colors
Listen to the birds that were sent
To sing for me and you
Can you feel me?
This is such a wonderful place to be
Even if there is pain now
Everything would be all right
For as long as the world still turns
There will be night and day
Can you hear me?
There’s a rainbow always after the rain
- South Border
2 Corinthians 12:10
I am only human therefore I suffer.
But as I struggle, the LORD holds me together.
He is my strength when I am weak.
That’s why I take pleasure in my weaknesses,
and in the hardships, persecutions, and troubles.
For when I am weak, then I am strong.