This morning listening to Katy Perry singing one of my
favorite Beatles song titled “Yesterday”. Sitting alone in the office, just
thinking – Every day I have to be here way early than everybody else. Often
time with my sleepy mind I would just growl in my head – thinking how much
sleep I am loosing each morning for the same routine. Well, today is the day I
am trying to be positive and thought, my God, … each morning I am blessed to
have my own time to think and review my life. Think and plan about the future,
my future and my children’s future. My God! This is my own quality time.
Sometimes I forget to think about all the blessings I have.
Meanwhile those blessings come to me in so many forms. Forgetting that I have
been so lucky with what I have. Sometime I regret the past, regretting things I
did not do yesterday… thinking with “if only” - while I know, deep down in my
heart, that every step I took is for a reason. I did not make choices only
based on my own logic and instinct. I know there a Great power who led me to
those many decisions. I have to remind myself this each day, that sometimes I don’t
get what I want, but I get what
I need. I get what I need for my life and soul.
I get what I need for my happiness and experience.
Yesterday, … love was such an easy game to play, now I need
a place to hide away…. The lyric is actually not encouraging, for the lyric is
telling us to admire the past and hide from the future. But damn it is a good
song! But hopefully, again I am trying to light up my spirit again that
yesterday was just yesterday. I am not going to be fascinated by the gazing stars
and forget about the moon [the blessings] that actually light up the night.
Yesterday, may you only become a smile to my thought.
Yesterday, may you trigger me to count my blessings each day. Yesterday, may
you inspire me to writhe thousands poetry about the moon, not just the stars…
Isn’t this song beautifully done by Ms. Perry? Still is my
favorite song.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NVsD-tFchD0
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