Nature wears the colours of the spirit
Could be cold, hot, or any climate
I think of myself as being fortunate
Nature becomes me, going with or against the flow
Every day is different, enjoying the sun, the rain or snow
Swimming in the sea, admiring flowers in the meadow
On top of the world, we kissed and nature’s our witness
Look around us, trees, birds – they’re all breathless
The gift of nature and I’m happy here, that’s a plus
Daffodils and bulbs burst into life
Part of our life now and the afterlife
Tulips and wildflowers all in rife
By silvery moon
I sing my heart to you
Eloquence so soft
Seeking the steam of my soul
Bliss, star of my garden
Melody from heart
No cloud in sky to be seen
Watch birds fly somewhere
Till dawn when Nature smiles
Pursuing your affection
“The world is a dangerous place to live
Not because of the people who are evil but
because of the people who don’t do anything about it”
Albert Einstein’s quote is a wonderful quote
Makes us wrestle with our memories
Whether we are acting on its saintly cue
Cracking the code, holding the true meaning
Or tracking down the science behind it
We know we’re not angels and we do react
To different situations in varied ways
But what Einstein is trying to tell us is
To be responsible and look after each one
If we see something evil being done
We don’t just stand there and watch
We have to do something about it
We have to see to it that we are not
Just passive onlookers and self-centred
Don’t let evil wins, be active and do it right
My last kiss, I was in paradise
His scents comparable to an all-spice
Short and sweet, like I was in a pyre
Similar to a cat, I thought I even purred
Kept me high, alike a kite in the sky
He was my own personal samurai
Kept me alive, he kept saying my name
I held onto his arms and I was still aflame
Hundreds of fish in the sea, he chose me
I was feeling lightheaded and so bouncy
Promise, I won’t kick him out my door
Because I want to kiss some more
Feeling ever so humble
But can’t help but babble
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
Hello everyone!I met my friend C in town last week. We haven’t seen each other for quite some time so it was nice to meet again. We went to our favourite Japanese restaurant and had sashimi and yakisoba plus tea. Then we went shopping and had some ice-cream. It was a good thing we were in the tea shop when the rain poured hard. We just stayed a little longer there catching up with our news.
Yesterday I went to see my friend N for lunch and she cooked chicken curry, fish with black bean sauce and rice. They were delicious! I made leche flan for our dessert. R came, too. We spent the afternoon just talking and laughing and having tea.
This morning, Him Indoors and I went swimming before we went to work. Such a good way to start the day.
It has been raining for a couple of days but today is a bit sunny. That made me smile, too.
I prefer tea to coffee
With milk in the morning
I prefer red to blue
Red dress, red car
I prefer tortoises
And fish in the aquarium
They’re so peaceful
I prefer mornings
Later I’m so tired
I prefer chocolates
But can’t eat them
Got to lose weight
I prefer books to telly
Romance, thriller, crimes
Sometimes films
A date with Him Indoors
I prefer concerts to clubs
Beethoven’s sonata
I prefer opera to pop
La Boheme’s my fave
With Luciano Pavarotti
I prefer swimming
And snorkelling
Another world – the sea
I prefer our garden to others
Him Indoors planting flowers
While I sit on the terrace
I prefer travelling
Rome, Paris, Singapore
India, Zambia and others
But I’m not a good traveller
I get sea sick sometimes
I prefer museums
Temples, mountains
Going for adventures
And other surprises
I prefer cycling
And hiking to indoors
When weather permits
Lots of other things
I could go on and on
Guess I have to stop now
Have a great week everyone
In The Beginning Man Tried Ascending To Heaven via The Tower Of Babel. Now He Tries To Elevate His Existence Using Hallucinogenic Drugs. And, Since The 20th Century, He Continually Voyages Into Outer Space Using Spacecrafts. Prayer Thru Christ Is The Only Way To Reach Heaven.
Don't decide to get hurt, just go along with all of this knowing there's nothing I can do but keep going. I am pushed and pulled by forces and I know that where I am is a place I will look back on, with nostalgia, with a very intense memory.
