Poetry

Dieu Sait

Ne pardon pas de temps.
N’importe quelle distance,
me fais sentir libre encore,
car je t’aime. . .
Dieu sait,
Je t’aimerai tojours!

Poetry

Where, Where, Where Is It?

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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?

But where?
Where,
where,
where
is he?

This Homo Sapien

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Revised and reposted as follows:

Earth’s Greatest Legacy

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.

Poetry

You Cannot

September 17, 2014September 17, 2014 AinaBalagtas13 Comments

You can measure my skills;

You can rate my talents;

You can calculate my knowledge;

But, you can’t belittle my passion–

For you can never weigh my heart;

And, you can never estimate my soul.

Inspirational · Poetry · Quotes

The Glory of Living

September 8, 2014September 8, 2014 AinaBalagtas13 Comments

. . . is a walk
enjoyed by two–

not a marathon
run by one.

Non-Fiction · Poetry

Grease and Bliss

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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!

You’re the One I Want (official video)