See the skies light in blue, and the beaming spectrums of the horizon fade in pink, as the dusk is nearly through.
It doesn’t matter if it’s coming from the desert of south, nor from the pole of north– what matters, is we savor this moment as we gaze at this aurora together until the sun rises anew.
So hold me close, and let our most brutal winter night pass away. Let our lips ignore the flowing of gentle tears, as our bodies indulge to the burning passion of our yesterday.
Because what truly matters, is we let our hearts embrace the hope this new morning brings; as our souls unfold the grace in goodbye.
Spring Semester 2015 is up, and so am I. Because, finally, I’m completely moving to the bigger campus of the University of Hawaii West Oahu. And what this means to me, is that I am getting close to my humble dream of becoming a Certified Public Accountant and tax attorney–and in lieu of a lifetime devotion–to be more of service to my less-privileged clients at Legal Aid Society of Hawaii.
However, as I was struggling yesterday with the $4.00 tote bag that weighed more than 20 lbs. of $1,000+ worth of hard bound textbooks, I couldn’t help but cry for the prices I had to pay in achieving my dream: First, being away from my children. Second, possibly being away from you too, my WordPress friends (for inevitably losing this liberty to write and blog as much as I love to).
It was a quick sentimental moment. But I ended up writing the poem below (quite inspired by William Shakespeare’s All the World’s a Stage).
Regardless, thank you everyone for the support and friendship–a million thanks to you all! I hope you cherish your crafts (just as you cherish your blogs and followers too). Have a good weekend, and be happy!
Is it among those sparkling stars above;
something too majestic,
yet too high
for a human heart
to reach?
Is it down there in the deepest sea,
hiding in corals of paler shades of pearl and deeper moss of green;
or too buried in the hallow salt and pepper sands
that only the bravest
could feel?
Or is it treacherously hiding
in red-orange and yellow-gold streaks
of the horizon,
too blazing for the
wistfully longing she?
Or maybe it’s the missing note
to the unfinished melody
that she tearfully hums
as the sun goes down, until her tears run dry
and she falls asleep?
In the vast savanna of Africa,
I came to life.
But unlike my cousins,
who lived million years
before me,
I did not inhabit the trees.
I did hunt and join gatherers, so I may live. I roamed and thrived in Africa, and colonized different corners of the world through persistence hunting and the agility of my bipedal feet.
I survived wilderness through the culture more powerful than the blood running in my stream.
A victim of melting ice and rising sea levels, I had to walk and walk as a nomad, until I found the rich soils to plant the foods that gave me heat.
Though always bullied by climate change, I knew: I should be a guardian of nature, or a loyal friend at least, but never as an enemy– more so, its worst enemy.
Tricked by this-worldly side of me, I was a slave of my whims and needs.
A willing prisoner of material possessions and temporal needs, I hurt Mother Earth and compromised my life and all lives poorly thinking that was how I should live.
Guilty as charged, and stricken by greed, I am responsible for the evil profusion of CO2, and demonic dependence on chemicals and GMOs too.
Indeed, I am what I am, but I can overcome my flaws.
For with a willing heart, and fierce determination, I still can mend the wounds I caused this world– as I am so endowed with knowledge and wisdom.
To heal myself, this world, and the universe– from all iniquities– is now my utmost priority.
I am Homo sapien
to scientists;
A man
to many;
And,
I am Earth’s
greatest legacy,
and I will
always be.
One of Hollywood’s legacies is the making of musical films that are poignant-to-the bones, and lunatic enough to turn the world upside-down, just like the film, Grease of Olivia Newton John and John Travolta.
A 1978, musical romantic comedy, it’s about two college students, Danny Zuko (Travolta) and Sandy Olsson (John) who meet in the beach, and fall in love in the summer of 1958. A certified blockbuster that hits a staggering $394,955,690 (Wiki), Grease is a true oldie-but-goody. From the plot, the songs, and the lyrics of the songs, and the joy that the film and its music brings–I really can’t resist watching it over-and-over again.
However, among all, what I truly love the most, are the real-life characters of the two protagonists, John and Olivia. As I wish to have that same zest for life that they both carry.
Because eleven days from now, I am turning forty-two. Oh yes, I am aging. But modesty aside, I think I am aging gracefully though. And I wish to keep this zeal in my heart forever. Coz although there are moments, I somehow get intimidated by fine lines starting to appear on my face. But when I am in front the mirror: I never ask “Who is the fairest of them all?” Rather, if I see one, two, three or more, I say: “Heck! I will never worry about you! Life is too short, and it’s ridiculous to spend my time worrying about non-sense wrinkles, nor cruel arthritis,” coz I am even ready for that as well. I rather write and blog, or do any other thing that makes me happy than worry about vanity.
For though aging is inevitable; it’s about fully embracing its ironies. And what should come with the acceptance, is the confidence; never allowing wrinkles define, nor modify my definition of happiness, neither how I see myself and everyone around me. And this is exactly what I like in John and Olivia.
John apparently, is one of Oprah Winfrey’s best friends, and her favorite guest co-host as well. That although I don’t believe in starstruck, but the latter seems to have a charisma, and a charisma discerning power: Coz Ms. O sees the goodness in John. He’s such a darling really, that he knows how to tickle, not one’s fancy, but the hearts of many. For John still dances with fans (of all ages), as if he’s still in a “Grease” mode. Though he doesn’t groove while walking anymore, he remains soft-spoken, sweet and kind-hearted, and so debonair!
And Olivia? Oh, she is beautiful! She remains candid and a sweetheart. I am even tempted to say immortal, but that’s a lie. Rather, she is ever graceful–that’s one thing sure; and, that she is aging gracefully too.
Another bliss that is noteworthy about and between them two, is their ageless friendship that continues to thrive all these years, and even the ones they maintain with their co-stars in Grease—-amazing! Three videos are up, with my fervent hope it goes the same for everybody.
Many thanks! Be happy! To GOD be always all…………………………the glory!
Lyrics, Sentiments and Me 
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