Carpe Diem

I've learned another origami from the internet. It's a better looking rose than those that I already know.

One of our relatives gave this card for my grandmother who died Dec. 02, 2008.

God's Garden Must Be Beautiful

God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped His arms around you,
And whispered, "Come to Me".
You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only picks the best.
And when i saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain.
I could not wish you back,
To suffer that again.

Reasons, reasons, there are always reasons. Fear is intensified by the trauma and it became the limiting factor for this being. It is the reason for the kind of existence being lived by. It fused and cannot be separated. When will it end? Only time can tell where a mediocre life can never be achieved. Read between those lines and see the struggle within those chains. They cuffed the hands with fury, keeping them on the ground and there's just no key to set it free. Can you feel it? Can you read? Time will tell and time is running out. What can be done? What can be done?