someone like you

it can't be helped that
one day,
i'd be singing a song for you
a song i wish i sung to you

for words were the first
tiny drops that had
encased the depths of
my soul
your words were the strings
that that tied me on a balloon
watched myself soar
these words were the music
that kept playing on
with my thoughts

it can't be helped that
one day,
i'd be singing a song for you
a song i wish i sung to you

one tiny fragment of time

a distinct presence

that made you feel different

for the first time

a soft breeze

a brief glimpse

a lingering sigh

and a stolen smile

was all there is

when green petals floated with the wind

that tiny fragment of time

will remain

and change everything

031811

Strides

i’m inspired. again.

it’s amazing how i get to meet real people. it’s even more amazing how i get amused easily. it becomes one reason why i appreciate the simplest things.

this person is a teacher. a teacher who has gone through some trials that soon maybe i’ll be going through. his words were intellectually frank. he moves people to work on a goal. he inspires without even trying.

this person got me thinking last night about some options for my future. but thinking through, i realized i have no options yet at the moment.

you see, i’m going to take the test of my future. and step by step, as i go there, i’m restructuring myself to be equipped with that future. though i can’t entirely configure what i want to be, bit by huge bit, i’m stacking stuff in my brain to be ready, to grasp the goal i want.

this person has gone a long way. he’s the unconventional person because he takes studying as pleasure. he enjoys life as it is. he didn’t take life too seriously nor too relaxed. he appreciated life. he accepted reality. he is what he is and that makes him real.

i feel a bit less alone on this path i’m going through. i’m glad that i get to feel life, see the world, whatever it is. not the masked artificial world but reality with all the happiness and pleasures, sorrows and sad parts. i am taking this all in.

moving on now, i’m ready to be more inspired while i’m taking my stride.

note: people are really really not what you think they are.

december 11 2010