The Wind

April 25, 2015 § Leave a comment

I was standing on a balcony overlooking a mountain,

No clue how I got there,

Hot tea warmed my hands, and its aroma drew my smile,

My eyes sparkled just like the stream,

I knew this because I felt it.

The sky was gold and pink and orange,

The sun set the clouds on fire.

The birds sang their carefree songs,

Leaving me envious of their freedom.

And just when it seemed to me,

This must be heaven, what more can be perfection…

The wind came frolicking in from nowhere,

Taking my breath along with it.

The wonderful wind, she smelled like rain,

Like hope and nostalgia,

She gathered up my dark hair,

And whispered in my ear.

This was when my dream ended,

And I cannot remember what she whispered

All I am left with is ‘maybe-s’ and and ‘perhapses’.

But she had been all over the world,

So perhaps she told me of her travels,

All the sights she’d seen and people she’d met,

All the scents and all the flavors.

Maybe she even asked me to join her,

Knowing I could not deny.

Forevermore, for all my life,

I’ll wonder what she said,

Until perhaps on a windy day,

I’ll be standing on a mountain side,

Watching the clouds on fire,

When she’ll come up to me,

Gather up my hair,

And whisper in my ear.

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That Land Far Away

March 25, 2015 § Leave a comment

Far far away, is a magical land,

Of fierce mountains and shining sand.

With tiny fairies and scary pirates,

Cute garden gnomes and friendly primates.

If you’re lucky, you’ll even meet some dolphins,

If you’re good, I’ll show you some munchkins.

Tinkling fountains,

Misty mountains,

Clouds of dreams,

And frolicking streams…

Into this magic land, once you have found your way,

Mark my words my friend you will, forever want to stay…

Lush green grass, wet with morning dew,

Butterflies flutter in the sky so blue,

Flowers bloom in all their glory,

Each one so eager to tell its story!

The wind has been all over the world,

And here it comes to unwind, unfurl.

And when at night the land is in darkness,

The stars and moons, they glow with kindness.

The ageless moon begins Her story-telling,

Naughty stars they twinkle, or are they giggling?

The night of wondrous, fabulous fables,

Of mythical beasts and heroic rebels,

It flows along in silvery delights,

Until the sun on its chariot arrives.

Of this land, you’ve heard both night and day,

Now tell me my friend, would you not stay?

Now I must bid farewell until,

We meet in the land, where time stands still.

SNOW WHITE…

March 24, 2015 § Leave a comment

Stepmother queen : Mirror mirror on the wall, Who’s the fairest of                                          them all?

Magic mirror           : Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.

And they all lived happily ever after…

My Castle In the Sky

February 18, 2015 § Leave a comment

Where the heavens change form

From red to gold to a silvery blue

Where the sun streaked clouds

Bring forth a sweet sadness to the soul…

Where there is music in the rain

And brilliant peacocks delightfully dance

To the sweet sound of peace

In harmony with Love…

Where birds sing

Gentle songs of kindness,

And caress the wind

With their feathered touch…

Amid the oaken woods

A bubbling brook flows by,

The lush meadow

Alive with the vibrant blossoms

Of youth and years gone by…

Here in this paradise

There’s Love in every sigh

Every glance, every touch,

Every smile and every breath…

Here there is a castle,

High up in the sky

In the clouds,

Made out of dreams and hopes…

This is my castle,

My heaven,

My escape,

My fickle reality…

A fleeting moment

That lasts for eternity,

That is time

In my castle in the sky…

Everyone smiles

And with a gentle breath

Breathes sweet words

Unburdening all of life’s griefs…

Alone or together

Sad or joyous

Everything is welcome

In my paradise…

When reality is brutal

And memories are knives,

Twisting through my veins

Seeping venom into my blood…

This is my redemption,

That heals me of my life…

fantasmia

February 17, 2015 § Leave a comment

Once upon a time, far far away… beyond the Mount Rationalia, across the valley of Mistanasia, past the Pixie Desert, there was the land of Fantasmia. River mythyton bubbled and frolicked past this wondrous land. You could see anything here, anything at all… For in Fantasmia there were no laws of nature… The only limit was your imagination. Humans lived here in peace with a myriad of mythical creatures. Magic was in the air, a song on every lip, and ecstasy flowed through every creature. No evil ever befell Fantasmia as it was protected by the most powerful magic in existence-Love.

Here in this wonderous land lived a little group of humans with three little children. They were very, very naughty and never listened to their parents. One day as they were going to go play in the Sparkmirth woods, their mother warned them to stay away from the Poisonivy Swamp.

Naughty as they were, these children did not heed their mothers warning. They were enchanted by the swamp, for it wasn’t one of those muddy, mucky swamps, but a truly enchanting pool. They jumped into the water. As they were splashing and playing, they were bitten by a snake. They were terrified, so they ran back home, but to their astonishment, once they reached home, they saw that all traces of the bites had vanished. They were afraid their mother would scold them, so they decided to say nothing to her.

As it happened, these bites were no ordinary bites. They had been bitten by an evil snake who was jealous and resentful of the beauty of Fantasmia. As the children grew, they developed evil thoughts such as greed, hatred, jealousy… They were banished from Fantasmia, because everyone knows, a little bit of evil can soon turn into a raging evil.

These humans traveled far until they came upon uninhabited lands. Here they decided to start their lives over. They grew in number and lived all together, but sadly, their poison was passed down through the generations. There was discord and fighting and violence. There still is. Everytime we switch on the TV or radio or look to a newspaper, we can see this poison spread and grow. The creatures of Fantasmia take pity sometimes and help control this evil, but it can never be eradicated. The best that these people, that we can do, is to remember that we aren’t all bad. Along with the poison, we also carry the Love that we inherited from Fantasmia. We can only try to lead a path of Love, so the poison cannot spread and grow.

And who knows, maybe one day we’ll have learned enough Love to go back to Fantasmia.

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