Past, present, future

Birds do not cry.
Though sometimes they look helpless.
Like when they are sunning on the beach
And high tide is coming
Why should sadness be inevitable?
You can look out to the sea
Imagine the sailboats racing
Or simply sailing leisurely.
Have patience with the past
In the midst of absurdities
There is time to differentiate
Optimism from hope.
Do not cry.

Laughter

Why does beauty sometimes make us
feel sad and unselfishness
looks so bewildering?

We live in interpretive world
walking a path of expectations
strewn with attainments and praises.

Our efforts carry promises
measured movement forward
gentle steps that will not frighten a cat.

Share your laughter with the world
audaciously unfold your mirth
cathartic and contagious.

REMEMBER

Remember
by Christina Rossetti

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann’d:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.

Missing strings

The absence you touch in my mind

like the green smell of grass mowed.

 

But what is it that comes

when the rain falls at night

I remember music of  mandolin

with missing strings?

 

I try to create a space

when the river tide rises

I climb up to the upper room

and from the window 

I watch the wind 

whips fear away from the trees

as if comforting them.

 

Last night I walked along the river 

the winter cold was not crisp as it should be.

 

Image

 

The sidewalk.

They were gone

the dining tables with blue glasses 

and pink chairs. 

 

You smiled admiring the colors

last summer.