Past, Present, Future,
I’m in your fated hands.
I try to live in moments,
To make the picture grand.
Yet with all my good intentions,
Every good deed that I give,
It seems to come at me in pieces, broken, sliding through my hands.
I do not act to get.
To give and then receive.
But in all of my kindness,
Where does the kindness come back to me?
I stop, I smell the roses,
I live the little things.
I speak and live through action.
Yet I admit that I still need.
I need that warm reception.
I need that love given back.
I need the warmth of others affection.
I want that karma in my grasp.
I wish upon the starlight I see above my head.
I try to keep good intentions,
But intent seems all I have.
Yes I want a pay off.
I want to feel that rush.
That knowing being a good person,
Is a thing that can’t get lost.
That will not be forgotten,
Within the universal consciousness.
That I am more than needed,
That I make a strong impact.
Please let me see the fruit,
Please let me feel secure,
Please let me feel the confidence,
That in me I can be sure,
Who I am is not for not,
What I am can’t be forgot,
And let me have that moment in which I am the one whose sought.
Fates hear my prayer,
Let it ring a bell.
That though I have been let down,
See that I have remained myself.
I have not broken,
Have not lost the faith or hope,
That you’ll provide a guiding light,
And make it worth the coupe.
I sing up to the heavens,
I feel a friendship in the divine,
That keeps me from feeling lonely,
That I try not to take for granted,
And I thank for all my time.
Still I wish for that bit extra,
As I think all humans must.
That little something we call karma,
That gives thanks and trust for being us.
~ Glory Anna
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