
Is it lingering at the apex
of a snowy mountain?
Is it frosting underneath the sheets
of glaciers?
Is it kissing the gray clouds while
tormenting the blue sky,
creating havoc,
leaving god of heights asking, “Why?”
Is it idling in the ocean floor
of a catatonic sea?
Is it hiding in the corals
in fi’ty shades of pink?
Is it shying like pale pearls,
. . . so hidden in bold oysters;
. . . so wanted by mistresses in red;
. . . so ignored by pickpockets
. . . all so in love with golds and silvers?
Is it up
in the bruised infinite arc?
Is it seeping the inflamed cut
of horizon uncut?
Is it among those stars
not in sight:
Sirius,
Polaris, Ain,
Vega, Deneb, Castor,
Rigel, Canopus, Altair, Alphard—where are those dancers who can make this right?
Is it in kaput,
in abyss?
Is it in the very bottom
of Elysium?
Is it just for the dead?
They’re getting flowers and candles,
the prayers and longing;
While us, alive, and we have nothing?
Why it seems so wrong to perfectly breathe and living without it? Why is it unwarranted for the heart to throb just for itself? Should Cupid and stupids be summoned for the answers?
It’s more than forty-eight hours since this painstaking search begun; why can’t missing emotion be filed at this time? This heart, though suspected of interest, is rallying in silent tears for the answers.
Is it in the corner
of dawn?
Is it at the forefront
of twilight?
Is it in rainbows’ end
so unreachable even by the fittest feet willing to climb and bend?
Is it at the far left of sun?
Is it in the closest right of moon?
Can I get there soon?
Oh no, monsoon!
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Where, Where, Where Is Love?
https://ainabalagtas.com/2015/01/01/where-where-where-is-it/
Very beautiful Aina.
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You have an amazing love, Francis. Please kiss Amanda for me. Thanks to both of you for all your kindness all these years!
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What a wonderful tribute to love and the many mysteries of life. And thanks for the inclusion on your list. May we rise together, Brad
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Often we think it’s easy, Brad, but the truth it’s always hard. What is even harder is to put our struggles in words—when there’s no exact language ever that can ever describe how we endure the pain as much as we enjoy the glories of love. Thank you so much! 😘
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I understand and agree. Words are sometimes a poor way to express our feelings and experiences.
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It’s a shame for us, writers and those who are writing for varied purposes, to fail in delivering our messages across to others.
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I think we do pretty well and I was agreeing with you that words are pointers or representations of life experiences and don’t always translate well. 🙂
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Oops… thanks Brad!
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Thank you so much more, brilliant. sensitive Aina. The world badly needs more people like you~
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You are a gem Cindy; So one in a million! You are unwaveringly great in what you do and in spreading good will amongst us—thank you! It’s my dream to write one day of how I admire the finest woman and blogger in you. Again, thank you! 🙏😘
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Lovely. Thank You
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Thanks too! Regards.
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nice&nice 🙂
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Xoxo 😘
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I meant, it’ll be a shame, Brad, if we fail to deliver our messages across. 🙏
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Thank you very much for your attention, it has made me very happy. It is a pleasure to share this blogger world with you !!😊😊😊😊😊😊
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Hi Luis! The feeling is mutual; you bring me joy too—thank you! This world is a better place, because of wonderful people like you. 😘 Aloha
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Thank you for these beautiful words that you give me.😊😊😊
Aloha 😘😘
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😘
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