What’s life

The sound of whipping eggs
Energy mimics chaotic emotion
Of misplaced photographs
Critical point of dominance
Of contemporary thinking
And concepts emerge in avalanche.
You carry your imagination everywhere
Enduring the questions of survival
Writing stories in long hand
In the backyard full of bougainvillea
After driving through a dense traffic everyday.
Not a sweeping change
But a foray in symmetry in life
That is common and unnoticed.

Juxtaposition

Her line of vision is diverted
a bird chasing a helicopter
a juxtaposition in space makes
her imagined moment real:
two lovers arriving at different places
mistaking them as their rendezvous
finding a new scenery they wander
as if they are together
playing separate strings.
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note: photo taken by Mrs. Abstract at Joshua Tree National Park.

Decisions, decisions

We have daily choices
Though one may prefer to walk a narrow lane
In perfect balance playing an accordion
Color and line are inseparable
Like peanut butter and jam
And most things in life.

Does survival means choosing one over another
Mortals drink from a glass or a cup
But sometimes we become too choosy
Even when selecting between a peach and pear
As if only one leads to imagination
You walk alone thinking of beauty
Among the terror, the forbidden, the sacred

Should we not be in tune within ourselves
To understand the nature’s resonance
The inner calling? Some gather mushrooms
In the forest, others watch the circling birds
To connect with the sacred.

Answers and questions

All the definitions are written.
Most of the questions are answered.
We can engage in games with abandon.
Find the vocabulary for vulnerabilities,
The intersections of passion and doubt
Jazz players deep in improvisations.

Good appetite surrounds pillars of well-being
Taste compliments strength
Like when a house leans where the wind blows.
Experts say music can shape lives
Research says exercise affects the heart’s cells
And make them younger.

When shall we start moral reflection
With purpose and effort?
How shall we face the inevitable
When we can’t breath together anymore?
How do we cry
When suffering is unbearable?

Always a change in climate for discussion,
Abundant snow and excessive rain,
Storms and violent winds
Nature is not the easiest to understand
The divine has a way to confound
Even when meditation focuses on awareness.

laugh with me

I’m a waterfall
as small or as big
as your mind
can imagine.
Birds stop by
to hear my song.
Ferns grow nearby
fronds dance with glee.

Will you wish
rain for me
to keep me flowing?

Tomorrow
come with the sun
I’ll shower you with crystals.
Don’t run away
to dry your face,
laugh with me
I’ll be your friend
forever.

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photo: Japanese Garden, Butchart Gardens, Victoria,B.C., Canada