Light

I am bored and mad.

I need some enlightenment.

I search for one. 

I look everywhere, nothing.

Then, I see You standing at the end of the bridge. 

I can’t see Your face because it’s so bright. 

I almost think You are a street light.

You say, “Come to me all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” 

I come to You.

I am still bored and occasionally angry to myself, but when I do, I remember Your words, and it gives me peace.

Thank you for being my source of light! 

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