the bees used to fly to each buds of flowers together,
through rain, through glazing of hot sun..
and the sweetness and bitterness gain,
were shared together..with laughter.. with smile
with tears, with support of one another..
and now, the fence has became the bound of this coupled bees
and each bee now fly solo..
without any other to accompany..
though its impossible to greet each other confrontly,
yet the hearts knows ties deep within..
nonetheless, each heart hopes that the fence that build up high,
will one day break down, and let it the bees to be as one again..
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this morning, the sun shines beatuifully.. all praise to the Mighty Lord..
yet, not further later, drops of rain falls within.. with His Mercy in each drop that falls..
and one heart here felt to be snychronize with the weather its encounter..
it is His blessing for the falls of His Mercy, as He knew.. what one will be facing later today..
Thank You Lord for all Your Givings..
O Allah, im really grateful for it..for knowing her..
without her presence here anymore,
one feel at lost.. as there's no one to be with anymore..
no one are willing to be the partner of this bee here..
for the sting of life of this bee, is far more venomful than the
real sting it brings..
O Mightly, Loving Lord..
give both of us strength,
in the field we are placed in..
gaining roots of honey from buds to buds..
let us face the turbulence of the wind,
without slipping from our path..
Help us purify our hearts in each steps we take
each day we forsake...
