Friday, May 4, 2012


Give me spectacular,
Grant me a miracle,
I pleaded as I prayed.
Speak as You did at creation,
Command,  “Let it be,”
And in an instant it will be,
According to Your Word.

Why flawed this cry,
Though wrung 
From anguished heart?
Flawed because,
It directed God to act,
According to my will,
Not His.

Wisdom whispered tenderly,
“Pray like this,
 “Not mine, but let Your will be done.”
And then the miracle,
Quietly unfurled,
And at its heart was found,
A matchless love.

I did receive a miracle.

Myra D’Souza / 3rd May 2012

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Was born in Mumbai.  Studied in St. Michael's Convent in Karwar.  Went to Wadia College in Pune. Did a Secretarial course in Mumbai at Nirmala Niketan and at Burnleys Institute. Came to Kuwait at 21 years of age, and still  here.  Married with 3 wonderful children a girl and two boys and a great husband.