A reflection of light
softly upon the ocean at night
mirroring the tried and true
a masquerade upon the hues of blue
a revelation of genuineness
the authentic you
the ocean that cleanses
exposing a truth
the counterfeit image
a hoax to the world
the very thing that imprisoned
was self gratification preserved
so be real, be tangible
who you were born to be
the world doesn’t care
about a fake V.I.P.
I arrived at a crossroad
where two paths diverge
one to the right and one to the left
the dual will never converge
I’m blinded in seeking
which direction to choose
going against the grain of mind over heart
the latter is justly pursued
Taking two steps forward
and one step back
finding freedom in movement
my life is back on track
Because what I thought was the end
has only just begun
new beginnings are waiting for me
this test in life I won
Ancient of days
what would you say
to the one who has passed you
along the way
Do you have tales
on men of old
who have traveled your path
as history unfolds
Have you seen war and peace
tribulation than love
the chronicles of humanity
in the makings of
Memories as you’ve witnessed
the worse and best of mankind
recorded in the annuals of nature
and preserved throughout all time
Not a day goes by
that I don’t think of you
imagining your sweet face
so pure and true
sometimes I wonder if you’d looked like me
the color of your hair
those beautiful eyes
the shape of your nose
or your tiny smile
I bet you would be sassy, spirited, and smart
just like your sister
Or adventerous, down to earth, and funny
just like your brother
Oh these thoughts of you
brings me joy
as I carry you in my heart
for one sweet day
I’ll see you again
my precious angel
my baby love
my little garden of Eden
There comes a time to reach for the sky
where imagination and possibilities
linger idly by
when as a young girl
in the month of July
a birthday wish
a candle
in the blink of an eye
dreams set in motion
time tends to fly
and now I’m a woman
molded stronger by and by
to nuture and strengthen
a wish made long ago
to be my own hero
my candle still burns
Sometimes I wonder
when thinking of you
how life is so precious
and yet we live through
the heartaches of life
where no one is spared
taking for granted
we’ll always be there
the veil is then torn
between life and death
tomorrows never promised
love with no regrets
Beyond that great horizon
that separates earth from sky
lies the Sun in all it’s brilliance
as Cumulus floats on by
A luminous orb of light
Helios wildly shines
rays like chariots of fire
piercing quick and divine
and then the Sol meets it’s equal
standing at Neptunes door
where once it’s light was blinding
come softly near the shore
As I gaze upon caramel skies
with strands of gold and blue
dancing upon the ocean waves
a secret rendezvous
Both hand in hand
warmth and peace
a pair that’s tried and true
pirouetting across glassy waves
preparing for the new
starry night in all it’s glory
where wishes and dreams come true
caramel skies at it’s finale
another fine debut
Looking into reflective waters
another year comes to an end
like a sunrise and a sunset
time continuously transcends
The rising of the morning sun
when things are so brand new
beginning a fresh journey in life
with lots of hope coming through
And as time moves on
like ripples of water
quickly flowing downstream
the good, the bad, and the ugly
fills the dash of life inbetween
And just like a runner in a race
who sees the finish up ahead
when there’s too much distance
one never looks back
but pushes forward instead
then sunset appears with bursting colors
just around the bend
it’s time for a new cycle in life
the old must come to an end
For life can be just like a race
always a choice to ascend
it doesn’t matter how one starts the year
but it matters how you end
In this journey of life
there are many faces
that will cross your path
in different places
of stages in life
some stay and some go
you can count on one hand
those who remain know
to hold someones heart
is a privilege from above
not to be trampled
but protected in love
when you’re happy, they’re happy
and when you hurt, they hurt
a genuine friend dirties their hands
in all of your messiness overt
whether it’s friendship or love
always choose the first
but to have friendship and love
a true bond unrehearsed
