One Day I’ll Catch the Sun

********I have related to this poem since I was a little girl*********

“One day I’ll catch the sun
And keep it for my own.
And in a world where no one understands
I’ll take my outstretched hand
And offer it to anyone who comes along
And tells me he’s in need of love, in need of hope,
or maybe just a friend.
Maybe in time I’ll even share my sun
With that new anyone to whom I gave my hand….”

Little street urchins with lovely smiles ~ after I treated them to ice-cream 🙂

This pic was from a Feeding Program for street kids in Cebu.
(Photo taken by one of the kids) ♥♥♥
***Cebu – a beautiful place filled with lots of memories.

Pursue…

Pursue beauty…which is not the fleeting kind, but something of substance, and warms the heart, Beauty is eternal.

Pursue love, there is no other way. It is a force that compels one to think about the ‘other’ rather than the ‘self’. It lifts us to a place that allows us to believe in the goodness of man.

Pursue joy…it is not the same as happiness, or pleasure. It is inside you, no one can take it. And no matter what circumstances you have outside, it remains.

Pursue peace…there is nothing like sleeping soundly at night. And then again, being in a good space within yourself with no fear.

Go Slow

Life in the fast lane is what people are used to
But I don’t want to,
I’ve had enough of the rat race
I want  s l o w.
I want to chew my food and relish its taste,
Yes, eat  s l o w.
Smell the flowers, chill out, appreciate the clouds,
life, people’s smiles,
Cultivate veggies, grow trees, meditate for hours,
I want to stare at the nothingness for periods of time
Contemplating my being, thinking, or ‘not’ thinking.

We get caught in ‘life’, and working to live
But that is not too important,
We are in a rush to get there,
To our dream, our utopia,
Our target state, performance metrics,
Definition of success, or ‘happiness’,
Not knowing it is a mirage, fool’s gold.

Live the moment, make it last,
The moon smiles and waits,
River says ‘No hurry’
Birds say the same,
Flower says  ‘I’m chilling out,
and just making myself pretty.’

I want quality, not quantity,
Let’s savour life,
Let things percolate, simmer,
Don’t be harsh on yourself or others,
Observe things and events as they come
Discover, enjoy, watch, reflect,
When moments pass,
Breathe it in, touch it, let it stay for as long as you can.

The sea’s ebb and flow are endless moments,
There is no hurry,
The seasons cannot be rushed,
You cannot force them out of their time.

The same way love is eternal
It always waits, it is patient,
And for those who love,
Time is not.

Time and the Rhythm of Life

Time is like soldiers marching on to war
They move on in earnest, without looking back.
Leaving mothers, homeland and loved ones
No respect for season, whether cold or warm.

‘Time waits for no one’, so my grandpa says,
All regrets, or remorse, they are all from the past.
‘Look forward, my grandchild, that’s all you can do,
Nothing lasts forever,
You just have to push through.’

Looking back at my life
Lots of joy, lots of pain,
Loved ones from the past
I wonder how they’ve been?

Friends gained, friends lost
Memories shared from the past,
They bring a smile to my lips,
How I wish they would last.

Innocence lost, knowledge gained
I wonder which is better,
Love the things I have learned
But maybe slept more soundly when
I didn’t know what loving was,
Or losing dreams, a story’s end,
All I know was I played then
And at eight I was in bed.
All the same no regret, time marches on
Just the same, I can’t exchange what I had in my life,
until the very end.

Time is an enemy, an ally, 
A concept that’s man-made
As for me I’d like to think
Time is still a faithful friend.

                            ~ excerpt from the book ‘The Forsaken Muse’