Rose

It's almost 5.00 am and I have not been to bed. I reached home at about 12 midnight after sending Ayong back to UIA. Her brother left earlier on his bike despite having a bad fever for the past two days. Just before I reached home he called to tell me that he went to see the doctor and the prognosis is possible dengue. I am praying the prognosis is wrong.

They were home for a three weeks semester break. And now ... coming home to an empty nest ... the loneliness just pierced through as deep as it could possibly go and came out the other side

I am supposed to have finished one quarter of my task three days ago and yet here I am listening to the songs on Yahoo Launchcast and this one song simply tugged at my heart, unplugging all the pent up emotion sending it in a torrent pretty much in the manner of La Nina

ROSE - Bette Midler

Some say love it is a river that drowns the tender reed.

Some say love it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed.

Some say love it is a hunger; an endless aching need.

I say love; it is a flower and you, it's only seed.

It's the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance.

It's the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chance.

It's the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give.

And the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live.

When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long,

And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong.

Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snows;

lies the seed that with the sun's love; in the spring becomes the rose.

This ROSE is especially dedicated to a very special person whom I owed so much for rekindling my dying ember. Thank you and may Allah bless you!