And while it’s true
that knowledge of self is
required before you can
love, truly love, you must
also have a healthy
faith in the unknown,
an appreciation for
the wind...
“In the domain of music, birds have discovered everything.”
—Olivier Messiaen who frequently used birdsong in his compositions.
~ Tweet from Berliner Philharmoniker
there is no such thing as total silencein the place where i live.even if human tongues stop wagging,i still hear birds outside the...
The Santol Trees bear sweet or sour fruitsWe climb with our little hands and feetWe always scurry towards the treetopsAnd look down the world of our ancestorsThe Santol Trees flavor the big dreamsWe store in our boyhood jars at home
I. Van Gogh’s Patch of Flowers
Flaming red, they gleam in the sunlight of Arles,The poppies in summer strewn along the paths.The artist shuffles by, weighed downBy the unbearable ache of wonder, a stripOf cloud taints the perfect cerulean sky.He looks up, raises a...
Let me remember the passionthat propels you to caress the napeof the cliff as you slither towardthe rim of the ridge.
And then you execute The Plunge:your daring dive, your riveting dance.
O glory of falling water you carrynot just the swilling screams of boundingbut...
Don’t come runningPanting, gasping, throbbing, weepingOn bended kneesWhen rainbows cease shiningAnd bougainvilleas stop bloomingWhen no pot of gold gleams on the horizonOn the boulevard of broken dreams
Where once upon a timeWith glee, you sang, with feeling,“Promises, promises”To the tune of an elegiac Dionne WarwickBurt...