I remember this poem i’d recited during my high school year.


Edwin Tavaro

Shall I follow the stream? 
Or cross the sea, 
Strive for a dream 
Or let life be? 
Shall it be neon lights 
That spell success, 
Or flickering lamplight 
For happiness? 
Follow the thunder? 
Follow the storm? 
Follow the whisper 
That breeze and leaves form? 
Follow my heartbeat? 
Follow my head? 
What shall each bring me? 
Where shall each leads?

Little did I realized how this poem etched into my memory. It’s never easy to be in this situation.

It’s all messed up if I’m dealing with this all by myself. I’ve got God working on it. 

Prayerful for His plans to unfold right before my very eyes.


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