Adele’s

Moods of the Wind

Looking out the window to a calm and serene shore,
Where in the skies above the birds are happily flying around,
Chirping loudly to the seagulls at the foot of the beacon on the bay,
Stepping out onto the patio, I let myself be engulfed with the sounds.

Breathing in the fresh salty air of the sea,
Watching the never-ending stretch of horizon at a far-off distance,
Sipping hot chocolate from the mug in my hand,
Wondering how this simple life of mine can be utterly complicated in an instant.

Walking down to the garden below filled with flowers that never cease to bloom,
I take some weight off my feet and rest my heavy bottom on the rattan swing,
Thinking, what an amazingly splendid sight! But yet, why am I not satisfied?
Back to jumbled up thoughts, nothing seems to fit anywhere, is there something missing?

Blowing my hair now is the early morning breeze,
Trying to soothe all my confusions away to no avail,
The least I could do is lift my feet off the ground and let it rock my swing,
Tucking my hair behind my ears, pondering if my purpose on earth I have failed.

Swinging underneath the big old tree that has withstand years of wind, rain and sunshine,
Staring out again to the big open sea of nothingness,
Thoughts of maybes of the life beyond the vastness I see,
Will there be more to life than this? Can I trust my heart to live life now in uncertainness?

Hopping off the swing to head to the beach of powder fine white sands,
Not being able to leave a proper footprint behind with each step,
My thoughts return again to suspect that my life has been such, without meaning and memory,
However sad it sounds, new hopes in you I have found but am unsure if I am willing to take the bet.

Now the wind blows stronger, lifting my skirt around my ankles,
Holding the chiffon together, I bend down to pick a perfectly skilled Hand-crafted seashell,
Admiring its beauty in all of God’s glory, I slip the shell into my pocket,
Looking up to the heavens above to a world of possibilities, are they for me however I cannot tell.

Just as I lift my voice to scream to the barren space all around with eyes shut tight,
I heard a familiar voice screaming in-sync with perfect harmony,
And felt warmth holding my stiffened fingers, at the same time melting the iced-formed tears in the corner of my eyes,
As the wind continue to blow, carrying away all my thoughts, leaving it empty.

Just as mysterious it came, just as mysterious it left,
I open my eyes to the surrounding quietness, to find myself in your presence,
One hand still holding mine and the other wiping away my tears,
Making sure that all I do is see and feel, with no thoughts to cloud my judgments.

Leading me further down the beach, until I feel ripples of the waves with my bare feet,
You made me see the horizon of possibilities with a greater view,
Realizing that there will always be more to life no matter when and where in life I am,
Joy and pain is evident but I rather endure it than risk not experiencing anything with you.

-Adèle- (28.03.2006; 12.47pm) 

I’ve been wanting to post this hymn that I enjoyed two Lord’s table ago.

Hymn #1030 The Lord’s Calling

I hear my risen Savior say:
“Follow me, follow me, follow me”;
His voice is calling all the day,
“Follow me, follow me, follow me;
For thee I rod the bitter way,
For thee I gave my life away,
And drank the gall thy debt to pay,
Follow me, follow me, follow me.”

“I know thy life of guilt and pain;
Follow me, follow me, follow me!
I know each ache of heart and brain;
Follow me, follow me, follow me!
How often I have called in vain,
And offered pardon in my name,
And now I plead yet once again!
Follow me, follow me, follow me!”

“Though thou hast sinned I’ll pardon thee;
Follow me, follow me, follow me!
From every sin I’ll set thee free;
Follow me, follow me, follow me!
In all thy changing life I’ll be Thy God,
thy guide on land and sea,
Thy bliss through all eternity,
Follow me, follow me, follow me!”

“Come, cast on Me thine every care;
Follow me, follow me, follow me!
Thy heavy load I will upbear;
Follow me, follow me, follow me!
Come, look to Me – dismiss thy fears;
And trust Me through eternal years;
My hands shall wipe away thy tears;
Follow me, follow me, follow me!”

Dear lord, I yield to thee my will;
I’ll follow Thee, follow Thee, follow Thee!
Oh, bid my struggling soul be still;
I’ll follow Thee, follow Thee, follow Thee!
Lord, cleanse me, with Thy Spirit fill,
And keep me safe from every ill;
And all Thy Word in me fulfill;
I’ll follow Thee, follow Thee, follow Thee!

For the tune/melody, ask me when we meet. But treasure more of the words ‘coz that’s the main reason I’m putting this up. Ok, I can’t type long ‘coz my sis wants to use the table. Sigh…. and I can’t get friendster to change my font colour!! I’ll edit this later. Too-dles everyone……..

Monsoon

The clouds cannot get any darker,

The rain cannot fall any harder,

My heart cannot beat any faster,

When thoughts of you I wonder.

Life is full of mysteries,

Like nature in its full glory,

Being with you drives me crazy,

Apart from you I am left in misery.

The floods come in with the tide,

From it you can run but cannot hide,

If only I can confirm my feelings inside,

Then your next move you can decide.

Alas, the weather’s unpredictable,

Never giving signs if it is the end of the world,

I cannot help you solve this love’s little riddle,

When my heart is stuck in a maze of a jungle.

Cloudy skies looms above,

Holding waters to shower the earth,

Will it be drops of blessings for us,

Or pitter-patters of undesired curse?

Will this rainy season give way,

To a warm and hopeful sunshine ray?

I don’t know, this I must say,

But dear Lord, please lead us, I pray.

So that be it rain or shine,

No matter what weather or reason or time,

We can withstand it and you will always be mine,

Because you have been brought forth to me by our God Divine.

-Adèle- (10.13am; 23.03.2006)

With encouraging words of wisdom from friends who truly care. To all of you, you know who you are. I’m not exactly dedicating this to you but I’m writing this to you to let you know that I’ll be alright thanks to your love and support. Love you all tons!! Lots and lots of hugs and kisses for you all…..

A Song That Knows No Rhythm or Beat

So long a time has flown by,

I’m still writing a song out of rhyme,

What is the reason?

Will I write better next season?

Come summer with the sun scorching,

Come autumn with the leaves falling,

Maybe life will take a turn next spring,

For the better or worse, it doesn’t affect me,

Even if you cut off my hands, I’ll never stop writing,

Whether a song that carries a tune,

With a melody like Strauss’ Beautiful Blue Danube,

Or a rap that has no specific tempo,

But worthy to be on the Eminem show,

Be it on paper or in my head or heart,

I’ll continue painting my music like a mystical work of art,

How will my piece be?

What will it cost me?

Right now I really can’t tell you,

Because I honestly haven’t got a single clue,

No matter how long a time,

I won’t stop striving for the day to finally write a song that will so serenely chime.

-Adèle- (9.23am: 07.03.2006)

Second blog of the day! Not bad if I can say so myself! Well, I was just wondering 20-30 years from now when I look back on all the things I wrote in this blog of mine, would I say to myself "What was I thinking writing all those??" or "Life’s not changed a bit since then!" ? Oh well, I think from my learnings, we shall leave what is past as past, what is the future for the future and what is now, is now. Although, this little active wheel in my head can’t help spinning the thought, what would my children (if I have any in the future)  say to what I wrote if they read it? Would they question me tons? Would they compliment me? Would they empathize with me? Would they even comprehend what I wrote? Hmm… thoughts of the future. Would it be bright for me? I can’t help but just to keep faith that it will because life is full of surprises, good and bad, like a box of chocolate. Can’t help to say that ‘coz thanks to my friend’s wedding, who used the Forrest Gump Suite as her wedding march into the church, the song has stucked in my head and I play it everyday at work and at home over and over again. I’m listening to it now too! Such a beautiful song! So, after such a long absence, you’d probably expect for me to come back with a change. Well, sad to say and disappoint you, change for me is difficult when there’s nothing to change of my perfect self! haha… Actually, what i was trying to say is I am not the kind of person to initiate change so since the environment around me doesn’t change, neither have I. Although, now with the petrol price being hiked up so much, it might be the time to start for change. Haha! This calls for too much of a drastic change so no, no, I shall not change still. I love being who I am, what I am, who I will be, what I will be. In a way, this is quite a change for me as I totally abhor who I was, what I was - no amount of good can compensate the bad that I’ve been. So, even though as I am living my life now and striving to live my life for the future in hopes of it being a good or maybe better life, it can never shadow what I was or who I have been. This is all caused by the function that never stops in life, as long as you are living, called memory. Even if you have amnesia or Alzheimer’s disease, you’ll still have memories - either really old ones or you just keep making new ones. So yes, I was talking about me changing. The main thing I want to highlight is that I still can’t change talking crap! =) Well, as Amanda from All That (Nickelodeon channel) says, TTTTHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAATTTTTTT’S MMMMMMEEEEEEEEEE!!! So, cherios everybody! Stay the same, don’t change!!