Pondering in my own thoughts;
Am I wrong to miss u?
Am I wrong to think that u hv forgotten about ME?
Am I wrong?
or is it that you’re just so caught up
with the things of your world that
you forgot to stop and remember ‘the’ one you called
Pondering in my Heart;
Am I wrong to say that I miss your voice,
not knowing whether your coming
leaping upon the mountains or skipping upon the hills.
In my own world I ponder;
seeing u standing behind my wall;
looking through my windowns,
gazing through the lattice…
Pondering with my Spirit;
I heard you speak and said to me:
“Rise up, my queen, my sweet chariot, and come away.
For lo, the winter has past, the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing has come,
your voice is heard in my mind, a Rythm of my heart beat…
You put forth your beauty, and like the vines with the tender grapes,
you give a good smell.”
Pondering in my whole being;
“Rise up, my queen, my sweet chariot and come away!
O my dove,
in the clefts of the rock,
In the secret places of the cliff,
Let me see your face,
Let me hear your voice;
For your voice is sweet,
And your face is lovely”
Then I woke up
only to find out that,
I was in my own world
pondering on ‘The King’s Request’. Selah
(c) Niina nia Kabesa December 2010