Every time I behold the skyOn its gleaming and murky time
I thank God I’m alive, and I realized
There’s no reason to feel bad.
In any moment of the day
A vast luck or dire news happens
I just looked at thy graces, and I realized
There’s no reason to feel bad.
Every time I mourn for my failure
I feel like I was Miss Vain
But looking at the people along the streets
I could say there’s no reason to feel bad.
As I wake in every morning of my being
I always rush and end up with ruined plans
But witnessing those who patiently wait and aim
Makes me find no reason to feel bad
I was then looking for an evidence of word “identical”
But never had I found two, like peas in the pod
Oh, how could I feel so bad?
And in the this world where each entity varies
A dazzling day waits
~A Poem By Joyce Tan Catain
(Our Guest Poet of the Day)
Joyce Tan Catain, © 2013
