My dearest friends, amidst of all the furious frenzy, all you care about is me. For that I am so grateful to have such wonderful friends whom I will do everything for.
Please don't worry about me; those are just faked lamentations or love songs; I don't have direct contact with her but I truly believe that she is reaching the higher spiritual plane too.
I need to seek out the Lord Who is my true Love, the only Love. I will find Him again as He is always close nearby, maybe already in my heart.
I need sometime off, will drop by from time to time, to share my daily meditation.
The poet in me is dead as he was offered up as a sacrifice for the love of the Lord and for my slavish poetic passion. Such a dearest price but it can only be that way to be a worthy oblation.
Don Nguyen
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-the-bottom-of-my-heart-i-thank-you/
