Conversation with the Moon

When I look upon the heavenlies
A sphere of radiant light
Splitting open the evening sky
An illumination so bright

In latin it’s name is “Luna”
In greek they say “Selene”
The time I’ve had
conversing with the moon
Revealing secrets unseen

Like hope and disappointments
Dreams that reach sky high
Whispers of things that no one else hears
Just between the moon and I

For the orb of night
Shares a glimmer of light
For anyone who draws near thy
As twilight falls
Watching over thee
Goodnight…sweet lullaby

Living

Bromeliads bloom only once in their lifetime

In a moment

In a memory

Or in a dream

A question pops up every now and then

Am I living life to the fullest?

Will I go the distance in the end?

Am I living life the best that it can be?

or going with the trends of this world

existing as a wannabe

Am I choosing my own path?

In a moment

In a memory

In creating a dream

To each it’s own

I am unique

Not walking anyone elses destiny

but living a life designed for me

Moonshine

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.

Crossroads

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

Sage

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

Eden

A Mother’s Love

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

The Candle Still Burns

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

Shadow and Light

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

The Gift

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

Reflection 2019


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