<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700</id><updated>2011-12-22T18:21:45.329-08:00</updated><category term='song'/><title type='text'>Under the Bohemian Moon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-4608002723397216628</id><published>2009-07-23T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:14:38.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Eternity Waits</title><content type='html'>This is a song I composed when I was meditating on 1 Corinthians 15:58 that says, "Stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse)&lt;br /&gt;Be strong&lt;br /&gt;Be immovable&lt;br /&gt;Always give your all&lt;br /&gt;For nothing&lt;br /&gt;You do&lt;br /&gt;Is ever useless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be strong&lt;br /&gt;Be immovable&lt;br /&gt;Always give your all&lt;br /&gt;For nothing&lt;br /&gt;You do&lt;br /&gt;Is ever useless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;[For] no eye has seen&lt;br /&gt;No ear has heard&lt;br /&gt;What God has in store for you&lt;br /&gt;For nothing you do comes in vain&lt;br /&gt;So keep on runnin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, very soon&lt;br /&gt;You take the prize&lt;br /&gt;What God had in store for you&lt;br /&gt;Eternity waits for you&lt;br /&gt;My child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alternate Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;[For] no eye has seen&lt;br /&gt;No ear has heard&lt;br /&gt;What I have in store for you&lt;br /&gt;For nothing you do comes in vain&lt;br /&gt;So keep on runnin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon very soon&lt;br /&gt;You take the prize&lt;br /&gt;What I had in store for you&lt;br /&gt;Eternity waits for you&lt;br /&gt;My child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Coda)&lt;br /&gt;[For] no eye has seen&lt;br /&gt;No ear has heard&lt;br /&gt;What God has in store for us&lt;br /&gt;Eternity waits for us&lt;br /&gt;My friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-4608002723397216628?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4608002723397216628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=4608002723397216628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/4608002723397216628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/4608002723397216628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2009/07/eternity-waits.html' title='Eternity Waits'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-5942124636772141258</id><published>2008-12-28T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T09:23:49.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patienty Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://petrosrocks.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVe1lgoKCjsAAChNpL01"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.petrosrocks.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVe1lgoKCjsAAChNpL01/V0DxdQ54d8XNfDxAYtGwxQ.jpg?et=7I6VeeutYtwUgbmLi5nuuw&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Twenty-four months and counting&lt;br&gt;My love for you grows bigger, deeper&lt;br&gt;Every minute passing by,&lt;br&gt;Every smile you grant this weary and undeserving soul&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lord, I have nothing but humble gratitude, solemn praise&lt;br&gt;For this beautiful thing You have made&lt;br&gt;May the good Lord bless our hands&lt;br&gt;As we walk towards the consummation of our love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Till that day when I will finally call you mine&lt;br&gt;And you call me yours&lt;br&gt;I will patiently wait &lt;br&gt;My love, my best friend&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-5942124636772141258?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5942124636772141258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=5942124636772141258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/5942124636772141258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/5942124636772141258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2008/12/patienty-waiting.html' title='Patienty Waiting'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-5941151180418181861</id><published>2007-05-31T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:39:38.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asaph Remix (Psalm 73)</title><content type='html'>Who dares to speak?&lt;br /&gt;Who dares to look?&lt;br /&gt;Through the eyes of the insignificant&lt;br /&gt;By the mouths of the poor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds clamour when the pool is full&lt;br /&gt;Who ever stays with an empty dish?&lt;br /&gt;We are all chess pieces, perishable&lt;br /&gt;Silenced by the hand of flattery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, may give ear to these words!&lt;br /&gt;As I utter tearless cry&lt;br /&gt;May Your justice prevail&lt;br /&gt;When the wicked seemed unshaken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord bless those who came to Your servant's aid&lt;br /&gt;May they find favor in Your sight&lt;br /&gt;But those who smoke arrogance&lt;br /&gt;May You put to shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whom have I in heaven by You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And besides You, I desire nothing on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My flesh and my heart may fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But as for me, the nearness of God is my good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have made the Lord my refuge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I may tell of all Your works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-5941151180418181861?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5941151180418181861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=5941151180418181861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/5941151180418181861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/5941151180418181861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2007/05/asaph-remix-psalm-73.html' title='Asaph Remix (Psalm 73)'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-115721092457248299</id><published>2006-08-31T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T08:28:44.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>Night has past, darkness gone&lt;br /&gt;Slumber is a time of searching and infinity&lt;br /&gt;I wake up amongst legions but yet alone&lt;br /&gt;Alone because I chose to be&lt;br /&gt;For feet soiled cannot enter Thy house&lt;br /&gt;Yet Thy shores yearns for a son&lt;br /&gt;Endless sunsets and vast horizons calling&lt;br /&gt;Come home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-115721092457248299?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/115721092457248299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=115721092457248299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/115721092457248299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/115721092457248299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2006/08/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-115721098389205655</id><published>2006-08-07T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T08:29:43.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>A retreat to the calm&lt;br /&gt;I pour my soul from within me&lt;br /&gt;Bathe in the stream of light&lt;br /&gt;of His perfect and soothing presence&lt;br /&gt;'Til it leaves me refreshed&lt;br /&gt;Still wanting more and still more&lt;br /&gt;May it be my dying day&lt;br /&gt;Be same as what it is today&lt;br /&gt;When You made known Yourself&lt;br /&gt;As I retreat to the calm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-115721098389205655?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/115721098389205655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=115721098389205655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/115721098389205655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/115721098389205655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2006/08/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-115061342216214383</id><published>2006-04-21T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T23:50:22.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discontent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4347/136/1600/AAKA001122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4347/136/320/AAKA001122.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a person who just happened to be an avid fan of Christian songs&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a person who just happened to be a jack of all trades&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a person who just happened to be raised on empty religiosity&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a person who just happened to be cowardly peaceful toward others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a person   who   just   happened   .&lt;br /&gt;I have a calculated purpose, divine at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be someone beyond the perceived norm&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a genuinely real, upright and blameless&lt;br /&gt;before Him and Him alone&lt;br /&gt;So I prostrate in humble gratitude, grateful humility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a difference just as He made a difference&lt;br /&gt;No matter how small, as long as it matters to Him&lt;br /&gt;Lord, that's what I want to be&lt;br /&gt;From glory to glory change me that I may share Your suffering and glory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-115061342216214383?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/115061342216214383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=115061342216214383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/115061342216214383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/115061342216214383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2006/04/discontent.html' title='Discontent'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-115061346149157006</id><published>2006-04-12T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T23:51:01.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I am delusional&lt;br /&gt;Boxed in a room of dysfunction&lt;br /&gt;It's a man for himself&lt;br /&gt;A conspiracy to survival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking out the window, hoping&lt;br /&gt;Towards bright horizon&lt;br /&gt;May You come so quickly&lt;br /&gt;And sweep us away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-115061346149157006?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/115061346149157006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=115061346149157006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/115061346149157006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/115061346149157006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2006/04/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-113998200423427416</id><published>2006-02-14T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T21:40:04.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>In the man lives the heart&lt;br /&gt;The wellspring of the thoughts of the heart&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know how else to call it&lt;br /&gt;Feelings but in a valid sense&lt;br /&gt;for feelings are devious things&lt;br /&gt;Concepts that blur the mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am baffled by its schemes&lt;br /&gt;For it pounces at a time unfortune&lt;br /&gt;On a time of false certainty it makes its kill&lt;br /&gt;As past once thought dead rises from the grave&lt;br /&gt;Now alive and burning&lt;br /&gt;as tempered as a bull raging wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pinch of confusion sent to taunt the mind of the man&lt;br /&gt;He asks "What is this?"&lt;br /&gt;A desire to take what is taken from him&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the veil that once blinded his eyes&lt;br /&gt;has been removed to see what I did not see before&lt;br /&gt;All it took was another heart to whisper subtly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-113998200423427416?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/113998200423427416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=113998200423427416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/113998200423427416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/113998200423427416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2006/02/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-113998089263346522</id><published>2005-11-17T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T21:21:32.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vindication</title><content type='html'>How long should I take this?&lt;br /&gt;How long must I be put to shame?&lt;br /&gt;You have made me a laughing stock to my self;&lt;br /&gt;A ridicule among the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said it is not for sin that I am tested,&lt;br /&gt;instead You are teaching me a virtue.&lt;br /&gt;But what virtue must I learn&lt;br /&gt;that You would cause the life to be snuffed out of me;&lt;br /&gt;To be doused by the cold and careless waves?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, I cannot understand&lt;br /&gt;why I must go through such beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could meddle with prostitutes,&lt;br /&gt;And turn away from Your harsh chastisement;&lt;br /&gt;Or move far away where my children cannot find me,&lt;br /&gt;But in this battle I am bound to lose by opposing You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is You I fear, therefore I love;&lt;br /&gt;It is Your unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;That keeps me running back to You,&lt;br /&gt;Your faithfulness proving how fragile and foolish a creature I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill me with Your understanding;&lt;br /&gt;Let me weep on Your shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow this agony would be eased;&lt;br /&gt;That when again I stretch my wings I will not fear,&lt;br /&gt;And on that day I will put my trust in You alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-113998089263346522?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/113998089263346522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=113998089263346522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/113998089263346522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/113998089263346522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2005/11/vindication.html' title='Vindication'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112990966563579978</id><published>2005-10-14T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T08:47:45.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dreams closing in.&lt;br /&gt;His mind aches endlessly thinking of her;&lt;br /&gt;His heart breaks knowing she is beyond his reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams closing in,&lt;br /&gt;Penetrating his weary soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon he falls into slumber,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping another Day grants him fair love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112990966563579978?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112990966563579978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112990966563579978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112990966563579978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112990966563579978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2005/10/dreams-closing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991086889566484</id><published>2005-08-07T02:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T05:38:01.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dawn is at hand&lt;br /&gt;Still Slumber fails to conquer&lt;br /&gt;My tireless Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seconds pass like hours&lt;br /&gt;In the stillness of Night&lt;br /&gt;Melting darkness into light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn is at hand&lt;br /&gt;Still Slumber fails to conquer&lt;br /&gt;My weightful tired Body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opportuny is precious&lt;br /&gt;But so is Strength&lt;br /&gt;Sleep, come now and make your kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn is at hand&lt;br /&gt;Still Slumber fails to conquer&lt;br /&gt;My mind that utter Chaos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness slowly retreats&lt;br /&gt;From the new day ahead&lt;br /&gt;Night is wastefully spent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991086889566484?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991086889566484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991086889566484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991086889566484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991086889566484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2005/08/lamay_07.html' title='Lamay'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112990981804196245</id><published>2005-06-29T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T08:50:18.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where can I go&lt;br /&gt;Where my heart's thought is valid?&lt;br /&gt;I am broken&lt;br /&gt;Tasting my own bittersweet medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I entitled to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;Am I entitled not to be alone?&lt;br /&gt;I am facing a cold stone wall&lt;br /&gt;Whispering thoughts my mind can't conceive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buried myself in words&lt;br /&gt;Written by people enticed with themselves&lt;br /&gt;In this hollow cold space&lt;br /&gt;Hearing dirges I can only hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear traveller, I wish you can feel my innermost being&lt;br /&gt;Feel the deep cut thru my chest&lt;br /&gt;I have proven silver cannot satisfy&lt;br /&gt;The deepest tragedies of my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112990981804196245?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112990981804196245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112990981804196245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112990981804196245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112990981804196245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2005/06/where-can-i-go-where-my-hearts-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112990995083313702</id><published>2005-05-08T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T08:52:30.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailing Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/1149/200/01%20Palawan%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/1149/200/01%20Palawan%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sailing home at last,&lt;br /&gt;Morning breaks to shades to light;&lt;br /&gt;Foreign lands bid farewell,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to glance at my face one last time;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow holds uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my trust is in the Lord, my hope and my fortress.&lt;br /&gt;In Him all things are sure,&lt;br /&gt;All things already hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sailing, I am sailing home&lt;br /&gt;Sailing, I am sailing home.&lt;br /&gt;With Christ in my vessel I can smile at the storm,&lt;br /&gt;Until He takes me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112990995083313702?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112990995083313702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112990995083313702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112990995083313702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112990995083313702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2005/05/sailing-home.html' title='Sailing Home'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991021697901130</id><published>2005-04-28T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T08:56:56.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acacia Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/1149/200/SunsetAndAcaciaTree_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/1149/200/SunsetAndAcaciaTree_big.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acacia tree, spread thy arms above me,&lt;br /&gt;Ease my agony under thy leafy crown;&lt;br /&gt;I am God's chosen.&lt;br /&gt;In the evening as I dream,&lt;br /&gt;Fold thy hands as a prayer for me;&lt;br /&gt;And rest as the dark passes by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991021697901130?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991021697901130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991021697901130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991021697901130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991021697901130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2005/04/acacia-tree.html' title='Acacia Tree'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991030640280498</id><published>2005-02-12T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T08:58:26.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner Ramblings in A Terrace at Noon</title><content type='html'>Reflecting on my spiritual life, my character, my leadership, my romance, my future&lt;br /&gt;Thinking what can I do, what I should have done, what I would do&lt;br /&gt;I feel heavy, frustrated, content, calm, eager, limited, anticipating&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a friend, a hand to reach out in the midst of pawns&lt;br /&gt;To see me as I am, not what I do or what I have or what I am supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;I am a creature longing to be set free, free as a bird&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, I sail alone in this life-voyage, composed yet pointless&lt;br /&gt;Today I eat, tomorrow I die. Life is but a chasing of a wind.&lt;br /&gt;I dream of shore, my Promise Land. But no land at sight…&lt;br /&gt;Waiting, watching from a distance, putting meaning on what seems to have none&lt;br /&gt;I feel insignificant inside my cloak of pride. My life would be a waste, if not for You.&lt;br /&gt;I am learning to put my faith not on people of weak spirits but to You&lt;br /&gt;“Search me, Oh God, and know my heart. Test me and know my anxious thoughts.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991030640280498?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991030640280498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991030640280498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991030640280498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991030640280498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2005/02/inner-ramblings-in-terrace-at-noon.html' title='Inner Ramblings in A Terrace at Noon'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991044913744095</id><published>2004-11-30T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:00:49.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wineskins</title><content type='html'>(A lament)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this all there is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is faith not valid?&lt;br /&gt;Faith to cling to an Unseen Force&lt;br /&gt;Unseen but made Himself known&lt;br /&gt;Faith to step out of your foothold&lt;br /&gt;Even you venture into high cliffs of uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;Is faith not valid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love not valid?&lt;br /&gt;Love to see not savings&lt;br /&gt;But a compassion to save the soul&lt;br /&gt;Love compelled to serve&lt;br /&gt;Even washing the filthiest feet&lt;br /&gt;Is love not valid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is forgiveness not valid?&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness that never holds back&lt;br /&gt;Healing scars that deepens our brotherhood&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness that never closes doors&lt;br /&gt;Even wounds are opened seventy seven times&lt;br /&gt;Is forgiveness not valid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this all there is of You, O God?&lt;br /&gt;Make Yourself known&lt;br /&gt;That every people will know that You are just&lt;br /&gt;And has never forsaken His people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw another shade of light&lt;br /&gt;A light that will make men see&lt;br /&gt;That You are a God who understands&lt;br /&gt;Every thoughts and actions of a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, in my waking days&lt;br /&gt;May I never sin to Thee&lt;br /&gt;Establish Your kingdom, O God&lt;br /&gt;As You live Your will in me&lt;div 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Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991062778650485</id><published>2004-09-28T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:03:47.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Man, Where Are You Going?</title><content type='html'>Old man, where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're going where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;Where earth is floor and sky is roof&lt;br /&gt;Can I hitch a ride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be too hasty&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;Every minute, every second&lt;br /&gt;I want savor it while present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be too dim&lt;br /&gt;Dark clouds are already forboding&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand the land is dry&lt;br /&gt;So rain fall down and quench the earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be too serious&lt;br /&gt;The earth is round and we're just going in circles&lt;br /&gt;Look at the roadside&lt;br /&gt;Stop and smell the roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're going where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;Where earth is floor and sky is roof&lt;br /&gt;Can I hitch a ride?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991062778650485?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991062778650485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991062778650485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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brick of heaviness my heart screams for air.&lt;br /&gt;Flaming fire snuffed so abrupt is the soul where I found flight.&lt;br /&gt;My face is veiled with the dark shade of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the deepest pit I shall call unto my God, "Save me!"&lt;br /&gt;Does he hear even in this deep filth of sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;What can men do with such reckless hate.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end He will find me. My heart tells me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for a man of little faith what matters is today.&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday is a gallery of gloom.&lt;br /&gt;Horizons seem dark, I am at the bottom of the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow promises new mornings too long to wait upon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991072711515570?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991072711515570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991072711515570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991072711515570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991072711515570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2004/09/dark-as-heavens-tonight-is-my-spirit.html' title=''/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991115951321149</id><published>2004-04-22T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:12:39.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>When I was young, I lived with my near-age cousins in one roof.&lt;br /&gt;We played a lot. Even though I was often the butt of jokes, we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;But one day, they had to move.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself, "I wished this hadn't happen..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years later, I had a friend next door.&lt;br /&gt;We also played a lot. Building Legos. Even though he was possesive and won't let me go home, we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;But one day, my family had to move.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself, "I wished this hadn't happen..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years later, a monster entered my life.&lt;br /&gt;Lurking in the shadows. I began to see the world around me.&lt;br /&gt;One day, I was utterly distorted.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself, "I wished this hadn't happen..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years later, I stepped into highschool.&lt;br /&gt;I had a lots of friends, good friends. Highschool life is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;But one day, I had to part with them and stand on my own.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself, "I wished this hadn't happen..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years later, my friends at church were perfect.&lt;br /&gt;We would go together here and there. Like there's not tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But one day, they had to leave. Leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself, "I wished this hadn't happen..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years later, I stepped into college.&lt;br /&gt;I learned to find and express myself. Made lasting friendships. College life is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;But one day, I knew I will part with them too.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself, "I wished this hadn't happen..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these hadn't happen, I wouldn't be the person I am today.&lt;br /&gt;Hardships are unevitable but pain is only in the mind which for now I must endure.&lt;br /&gt;As the saying goes, "This too shall pass."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991115951321149?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991115951321149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991115951321149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991115951321149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991115951321149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2004/04/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991264427123113</id><published>2003-01-01T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:37:24.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linger</title><content type='html'>I would love to be close to you,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm afraid you won't notice;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to be sweet to you,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm afraid you won't indulge;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to speak with you,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm always in loss of words;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to stay with you,&lt;br /&gt;but my self keeps pulling me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But know this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile keeps my world spinning,&lt;br /&gt;Your radiance is my cherished prize;&lt;br /&gt;I long to wrap you in my arms -&lt;br /&gt;As the sea covers the shores.&lt;br /&gt;Just say the word and I'll be near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Circa 2003)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991264427123113?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991264427123113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991264427123113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991264427123113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991264427123113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2003/01/linger.html' title='Linger'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991285131889360</id><published>2002-01-01T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:40:51.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization</title><content type='html'>I have come face to face with fear&lt;br /&gt;In this room of total disillusionment&lt;br /&gt;With no one to turn to&lt;br /&gt;No one to catch me&lt;br /&gt;I have to face this on my own.&lt;br /&gt;I must fall forward,&lt;br /&gt;All these times of masquerade&lt;br /&gt;Reality begins to sink like a knife&lt;br /&gt;Inching my calloused flesh&lt;br /&gt;Tearing my secret place&lt;br /&gt;In search of the child&lt;br /&gt;But no one can find it&lt;br /&gt;I have grown into a stone-cold creature&lt;br /&gt;Never to love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Circa 2002)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991285131889360?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991285131889360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991285131889360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991285131889360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991285131889360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/2002/01/realization.html' title='Realization'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991315069232210</id><published>1998-01-01T00:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:45:50.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in My Arms</title><content type='html'>Just like fall in June&lt;br /&gt;I feel like withering in no time&lt;br /&gt;But I believe sometime very soon&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together if I wait for that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be back in my arms again&lt;br /&gt;Just like the time we're in love and when&lt;br /&gt;We hold each other like lovers do&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than anyone knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be back in my arms again&lt;br /&gt;Soon than time can imagine&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting till the end&lt;br /&gt;To be back in your arms again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Circa 1998)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991315069232210?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991315069232210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991315069232210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991315069232210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991315069232210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/1998/01/back-in-my-arms.html' title='Back in My Arms'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991300794941576</id><published>1998-01-01T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:43:27.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Who Love the Most</title><content type='html'>It just has been another lonely day&lt;br /&gt;To let go of someone who takes your breath away&lt;br /&gt;How can they understand how to play the game&lt;br /&gt;When those who love the most always take the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always take the pain when everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always take the fall when my heart feels so right&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is to let go&lt;br /&gt;And let the pain remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you easily forget what you first said to me&lt;br /&gt;"Never let go of someone who'd be the best for me"&lt;br /&gt;But how did it happen, everything seemed to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You left me nothing but a weeping heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many challenges that we had endured&lt;br /&gt;But how did we ever let this tear us in two&lt;br /&gt;There are many questions the only answer is to let go&lt;br /&gt;And to leave the past a memory and find someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Circa 1998)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991300794941576?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991300794941576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991300794941576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991300794941576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991300794941576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/1998/01/those-who-love-most.html' title='Those Who Love the Most'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991354177629925</id><published>1990-01-01T00:00:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:52:21.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Steps Back</title><content type='html'>I was hated. You loved me.&lt;br /&gt;I cried. You consoled me.&lt;br /&gt;I was rejected. You accepted me.&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled. You helped me get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You loved me. I was changed.&lt;br /&gt;You consoled me. I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;You accepted me. I belonged.&lt;br /&gt;You helped me. I strove harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a storm came,&lt;br /&gt;Water gushed and plunged into the deep.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew not.&lt;br /&gt;But I never resisted, I drowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was changed. I was hated.&lt;br /&gt;I smiled. I cried.&lt;br /&gt;I belonged. I felt rejected again.&lt;br /&gt;I strove harder. I stumbled even more painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What now, Lord?&lt;br /&gt;I feel no one really listens to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I wait for Your instruction. I need Your help, forgiveness and love.&lt;br /&gt;Are You listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Circa 1990s)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991354177629925?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991354177629925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991354177629925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991354177629925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991354177629925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/1990/01/two-steps-back.html' title='Two Steps Back'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991347037832802</id><published>1990-01-01T00:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:51:10.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumber</title><content type='html'>A peaceful sleep is God's blessing&lt;br /&gt;A sweet reward for the tired spirit&lt;br /&gt;Slumber into the arms of the Sandman&lt;br /&gt;And dream of castles in sinking sand&lt;br /&gt;Ravens hover over the dark terrain&lt;br /&gt;And the moonlight shines aglow&lt;br /&gt;Sad as the rain clouds may fall&lt;br /&gt;The boy is undisturbed amidst the chaos of silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Circa 1990s)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991347037832802?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991347037832802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991347037832802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991347037832802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991347037832802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/1990/01/slumber.html' title='Slumber'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10466700.post-112991325552581948</id><published>1990-01-01T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:47:35.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He Is Not Here</title><content type='html'>He is not here... He has risen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your hearts be troubled&lt;br /&gt;He has rose from the grave&lt;br /&gt;By His ressurection&lt;br /&gt;and His death we are saved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is not here... He has risen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come now don't be ashamed&lt;br /&gt;He is calling you&lt;br /&gt;As His sons and daughters&lt;br /&gt;With a life anew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is here... in our midst!&lt;br /&gt;He has risen... and He lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Circa 1990s)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10466700-112991325552581948?l=bohemianmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/112991325552581948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10466700&amp;postID=112991325552581948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991325552581948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10466700/posts/default/112991325552581948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bohemianmoon.blogspot.com/1990/01/he-is-not-here.html' title='He Is Not Here'/><author><name>Patrick Tan</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/114873856522647132142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O_bBclZ_GL0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAHh8/1DMDOzb7_1o/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
