~~Life down here seems like in an alien land!
And though it’s a handiwork of Your precious hand!!
I am not comfortable in this alien band,
I wish I was placed on a safer sand.

“Let the dusk soon perish,
And dawn appear that I might cherish,
Let me soon cross this tedious mountain,
That I might be quenched by thy freshening fountain,
Let me soon recognize that is alien land,
Is your precious wounded hand…”

I thought I would be clothed with warmth, love and care,
But NO, here it’s just the enveloping air.
Never thought life here would feel so bare,
But in this alien land, every breath is a nightmare.

I feel broken and burdened with so much tear,
In my every step I’m overwhelmed with fear,
Still I live coz I know there is someone lovely to hear,
In this alien land, my shattered broken prayer..!!!