Treasure Island

Didith Marcelo

(January 1,1989 / Phillippines)

Exploring Memories


I explore my past,

I roamed around to the land of my experiences.

And in every footstep I took in the rough road memories,

I saw a different tough circumstances.

My feet continue on walking as the time fetch me there to the world of my memories.

But not all the place I went through,

Because few parts of that place is so hard to understand.

As God cleared out my pathways,

I understand why sometimes it's hard to understand,

Because only God can do it for me,

As he anticipate my faith to work for him.

The impossible for me will be possible to God.

I believed only God can do it,

And has the authority in every detail to the story of my life.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, May 22, 2013
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