Letters to A Dear Friend (Poems Vol. 2)

Ashes

 A loving heart can get through a heart of stone. Why then do we choose to fight fire with fire? For in the fire it is not one but all who are consumed and left as ashes. The tongue of which can console or tear out flesh. Venom that spreads easily but takes long for access to a remedy to drive it out fully. Impure fire destroys and burns but pure fire renews and restores.

"Oh lost soul how far have you fallen. Nothing but ashes forever more, oh how you would have been restored. I would have given you rest, but you chose temporary rest. An ox that works and tires must not give in for then the ox would not be useful anymore. Can't you see, I am here and always have been. In your labor in your free periods. I am always there. I wipe every tear from your face. Those streams that begs for me. I have listened! I am not deaf. I listen to everyone, even you. I am here, I am here. With me your burden is light. I have carried that burden. My Father loves you and so do I. I weep for you, oh how you have fallen."

Dear one who reads this. You are comforted always. Even I have my own cross to bear. I don't know where I am going in this temporary life. All I know is where my true home is, and it's yours too. Will you choose it dear one? A path as narrow as if fitting in a small door. Behind that door will be a feast. We are all invited but... what happens when you glimpse outside of the door and fire is behind you. A door full of ashes, heaviness and eternal pain. You could have chosen the feast but chose another path. Will you be that soul asking for another chance or the soul which rejoices at the feast?

Love grows the true kind. It speaks for itself without needing any explanations. How does it speak you may ask? Well, you may not understand this now but life certainly teaches you. Do not be afraid of outcomes because only we will know once it happens. Mistakes we all have made, shame must not consume us even though the flames of accusation certainly seem to inflame us at times. Remember, those flames -however they look like in your life- will never truly harm us. Why but they do, this doesn't make any sense? You may ask. *Narrator chuckles in compassion* Believe me I used to think that very thing a time ago. Why I no longer think of it? Hmm, let's say that I passed through some of those personal flames. You may not know what they are but I used to be afraid of them (the flames). After passing through them, I didn't know how to get out. I tried alone but I couldn't. I wasn't meant to go through them alone. You're lucky! Umm, it's not that simple. The lucky part well... I can't fully understand how but it just happened. I just decided to surrender. Surrendering wasn't a one time thing. I keep surrendering more and more everyday. I surrender to Him who gives me strength. It was grace that He gave me, and I was open to receive Him. I used to be spiritually blind but now I see. Trust the process dear one. The journey is not easy, easy only brings more harm than good. It is through hardship where we become stronger and learn. We grow everyday, we never stop learning. We don't need to know everything because there's always something new. I don't even know when my time ends, whether I'll live tomorrow or not, but in the meantime I am focusing on being. I continue to love Him and know Him everyday. He is enough not only for me but for you too.