7 t H e a v e n

3 days and You will rise.

I woke up this morning to get a call from a friend.
He was coming by to my place.


We were set working.
Working, and working.

It was until 745pm that I noticed how good
this day was.
How free this day was suppose to be.

A Good Free(Fri)-day.

I stopped working.
He did not.

I pondered.
You were yet hidden by those clouds.
But your presence felt. Good enough.


God shine your grace and mercy to this pity life
of us, let us know your greatness.

Praise the Lord.