Okay, so I've just learnt about something about my life last night after my church's fellowship. Of course everything has yet to be confirmed, but still something popped up in my mind while I was bathing just now. Okay, make that a certain sequence of images. But still believe it or not, I was left crying while showering. The below work is the reason why.


I saw a boy birthed from the darkness of his mother's womb

He only saw darkness

I saw the boy grasping a shard of light amidst the darkness

He was still walking in the darkness

I saw that boy entering a sanctuary, he was pulled back into darkness

At last broken, the boy wept without surrounding by pity

He instantly saw a Hand offered, he swiftly grabbed that Hand

Pulled away from the darkness, darkness claimed him no longer more

A Sanctuary looking not so new, yet truly brand new

His whispering Balm healed the boy, the boy only kept crying

"Weep not, son of Mine. For I know you even before you're a babe.

"Your name has always been written in my Tome of Everlasting Life, fear not eternally."

But the boy still keeps on crying.

And I am still that boy…


"But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed."

Isaiah 53:5