Another Blessed Day on Earth
Wednesday, December 12th, 2007She
was there by herself, believing that everything would be okay. She placed her
eyes tightly to the blue sky. She didn’t notice how many hours she had spent
leaning her back to an old chair just to see what happened up there in the sky.
The clear blue sky had gone, a rather dark blue with its millions of what so
called lamps of the night had replaced the cheerful blue sky. She kept on believing
that everything would be okay though the sky had turned dark. She had had
millions of dark nights before. Sometimes storms accompanied it, but she still
could stay where she was. She had to have a great kind of strength that she
could stand her feet there.
Alas,
a danger that was more hazardous than the storm tried to creep in her. It moved
slowly and unknowingly, attacking when she was not on alert so she could not
blame it but herself. It worked successfully because she began to think that
she invited it to her to destroy her. No, no storm to night. It meant she could
rest soundly. She was not sure though since it kept on creeping that she cried.
She cried to sleep that she was thinking that everything would be okay when the
sun rose and the cheerful blue sky welcomed her, for another blessed day on
earth.