Miel is a licensed teacher, a "Jane-of-all-trades" master of none, with a passion for writing.
Sequel to How Do I Love An Angel Like Him.
There must have been God, for I see Him in you.
I can only imagine what it would be like to walk by God’s side just like you do. My curbed mind can only measure what I see and feel.
I must begin to know inside out what goes beyond what our eyes can appreciate. My wits and intuits should’ve proceeded ahead of the light after the void.
While passing the time for the demise, the soul should’ve lived up to its purpose. Even so, there’s yet time.
With your prayers, take my hand to run through these thousands of shadows trailing me. Let your closing prayers bring me to that invisible light.
Your constant supplication to the King of kings will ignite the resilient hollow of gloom that sheltered my heart. I shall be free sooner than my finish line.
God’s Hands work in mysterious ways for right before my closing stage, He delivered you to me to convey His messages. I’m grateful I was able to grasp God’s bizarre love for me.
I will evermore pray for your recompense as you received me as your friend. The joy you feed me each time kindles my spirit to praise Him. Thank you.
I’m sorry I couldn’t cling to my clandestine sentiments regarding you. I should’ve kept them all within me. I was able to stay behind shut doors all these years. Why didn’t I keep it that way?
I hope you pardon me. I vow never to open this up again.
You’re not at all alone. For in every home and heart you’ve been into, you’ve placed love. They adore you.
And somewhere in the night, their prayers and good wishes for you will shine a light for you. They will blanket you with warmth and safety. You were never alone.
Long-life awaits you to bring more souls closer to our Creator the way you brought me to Him. And in every soul you touch, God will be closer to your prayers too.
Till we meet again
To see you or not to see you again, doesn’t concern me anymore. You still hold the key. I know I’m safe.
All I have are awfully brief recollections of you. But, I wouldn’t trade them with any other gems. Witnessing how you smile, glimpsing at your lovely face, and catching sight of how your eyes sparkle are the most priceless seconds of my life. Even your voice brings me comfort beyond this blaring world.
We will not say goodbye. For when I’m there, and I hope I’ll be there, I’ll see you around in God’s time.
Your charisma is my silver lining in a cloud of apathy.
The demons carry on towing me to plunge deeper into the deep hole. I’m supposed to be reliable. I’m supposed to stay firm on God's hand.
And when they say time will heal, the pain gets more real. Yet, all this time, I didn’t know your wisdom from God keeps me grounded and safe.
Your rays of light engulf my dimness and bring me my freedom. When I stopped looking for a saviour in every stranger I met, God delivered you to remind me all I need is Him. You are exceptionally God’s greatest miracle.
© 2019 Miel Reyes