~if you did not see me standing underneath the sky, the moon, the tree, on the verdant canvas with earth's quenching water, it is because we are 'one'~

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joy of another day

i welcome that mine eyes opened this

day, my breath is deep and my heart

still beats, so i shall embrace this morn

while in my ear i hear the birds song

waking today says to me that my doings

here on earth are still welcome and so

i shall sing, with the birds, for all to hear,

that my words to my writ will be read

in that i have awaken another day fills

my heart with joy, lifts my spirit, and so

it dances knowing that this will be a day,

for me, one of new beginnings

i shall not forsake this privilege, this gift

and i will smile at the sun, feel the breeze

on my face, walk on river’s banks and sit

underneath a tree to listen to its wisdom

i shall then wander back to my abode to

cook a meal for my wife and me that should

sate, go and sit with my arm around her

her, whispering in her ear what my heart feels

how it is filled with love for her, our little poodle

laying at our feet, as i lift to read the book 'The

Key to Immortality' as she closes her eyes, her head

resting on my shoulder

i stare at the pages, not able to read but to

ruminate upon this gentle moment of how the

simplicity of this day fills my heart with joy and

wish that this could be shared by all

in the still of the night

~in the still of the night when i lie to rest and lay my head upon Nature's verdant dress and my diurnal reveries will transform into nocturnal dreams, i wish to feel upon my cheek the kisses of Moon beams while my spirit dances on~

 

 

i am here, still

                                                               

i close mine eyes to try to sleep

but my thoughts run and run

whilst if they must i try to focus

in the present but they always

seem to reflect upon the past

 

then because they do not wish

to rest, to bring dreams of lilies,

daffodils and verdant fields, they

come juxtaposed of faces, smiles

and tears, those from yesteryear

 

is it because they wish to speak

to me once more, letting me know

they’re okay, they’re still present

for my heart and spirit still to touch,

they are with me, are near, are here

 

i wish them well and glad to hear

but my world is still with my loved

ones in the present to hold their

hand, to kiss their cheek and feel

a warm embrace, their arms in mine

 

when i open mine eyes, her face

laying next to mine and she opens

hers, we greet with smiles then our

lips touch gently, she asks ‘did you

sleep well’, i say ‘yes, i am here’

...the light i shine upon you to give you light in the noir of night

does not come from me but it is the light given to me

from our friend the sun and so i share it with you,

it is called 'giving', remember this

 

~waiting to release the music within~

if you wish to send me a joyful greeting, i would appreciate it

before or after these holidays because then i’ll know it’s sincere

and for me not because of the designated days mandated to

celebrate goodness, kindness and caring. there are many days

of the calendar year that these joyful expressions are appreciated

because of their spontaneous sincerity.

like a piano that sits alone in an empty room that no one knows

it’s there waiting for someone to tickle its ebonies and ivories to

let the music out that it stores within, wanting to express and sharei

ts jubilant music. the baby grand sits there alone waiting for someone

to walk by and spontaneously play the music it awaits to release. 

 ~the eye of heaven watches o'er all

whether it be a flower or a tree,

a bird or a bee, whether a wolf or an eagle,

a dolphin at sea, and yes it watches

o'er all even you and me~

grateful for this moment

 

sitting in the dark, still and quiet in my alone time

and space i hear a soft whisper, turn my head around

but no one else is here, try to discern the words being

said finally, i capture these words being spoken

 

~why am i sitting alone, where did i go wrong, is

this because of the choices i have made, the path

i’ve taken, or are these just words from a song that i

i heard before and had forgotten, should i feel sad

and lonely or should there be joy within me because

i’m still breathing, my hands and feet are intact able

to move, my heart is till beating, i have warmth inside

my abode, my love ones next to me~

 

i realize these are not whispers but my spirit speaking

to me of being more present, grateful, to this pleasure,

and when mine eyes open to the morning sun, listen

to the birds for they will be singing my song

when once i could fly

~when once i had wings, i used to fly with the wind

and see the world, mother nature in its wonderous

view, where the sky above me was azure and the

pastures below where verdant grew, behind me

in the morn or at dusk was a golden hue~…

 

embrace all, the 'one'

 

~do not close your eyes to the transition of season for then your world will not be fulfilled, at minimum, will not expand beyond the narrowness of which you reside. embrace all with your total sensoria and you will better understand the reason for your presence~

the wisdom of a tree

 

`...be open to the elements of the universe not just hereon this

floating earthen ware but in all that surrounds it,

whether it be the sun, the moon, surely the stars of which

we are made from their dust.

listen to the wind for it brings teachings from many parts of

this world not just of the present but from the past and to be

the future. let the ripples of the rivers run through your toes

and fingers, being aware of where they have traversed and that

it's water will empty into the seas where much other wisdom

comes from scales and fins, underwater beings.

be attentive to what tales the eagle brings underneath its wings

and from the lamenting howl of the earth bound wolf that

speaks of how the earth is a living being and it cries for what

man has carelessly done on it and with it.

be kind for this all is a gift...'

my spirit never ceases

 

many days and hours, many miles these legs and

feet have walked and ran upon this earth, and

although now both hips are prosthetic, my feet

are still intact but for a few crooked toes, they

still remember the rivers banks, the mountain and

forest trails, the concrete urban streets and the

paths i’ve walked along side with those that shared

my heart, my love

two weeks ago, i received information that a buddy’s

spirit who shared my youth of years had left the trail

in this mundane sojourn and then two days after I was

told of another childhood friend who also shared the

common playground of youth filled years had also left

my world where we three of same age grew up going to

same schools, similar paths in this temporal abode

my mind is saddened, my heart bruised of their departure

but then soon when i too shall lay my legs down and feet

no longer able to step and walk because it’s time for them

to rest, my heart will remain beating, my mind still will be

racing of juxtaposed thoughts and memories of when you

and i were one, and not until then my spirit upon this earth

will cease dancing but then i shall dance onto eternity

when sitting still

~allow me to sit quiet and still on the lap of your banks listening to the rustling of the breezes through branches and leaves that dress your bonnet. let me look and listen to the ripples of your stream and learn of the stories they can tell of where they've been. and if by chance your feathered friends perched on limbs wish to sing me a tune to sooth my sensorial, then i will have much in my heart, grateful for one more fine day~

marellano 

~if this be what mine eyes witness when they open to the day or dusk, then their lacrimal ducs would fill with tears of joy and a smile would evince upon my face that would reflect the light mine eyes beheld~

marellano

sometimes the dark of night gives me comfort,

the eye that peers through the noir of night

giving light in the stillness, breaking through the

calm of all that is asleep

mine eyes are open while my body rests and my

spirit lies beside all those that have resided before

and those that will have after, for we are all one

and what i ask and wish for is, that when we come

together, when all becomes 'one', we are all bathed

wiht the gentle waters in the sea of Love

marellano

it's healthy to be okay

 ~it's healthy to be ok~

it’s not just okay but it is healthy to admit

when one is sad and hurting both inside and

out

we traverse through this journey called life

and it seems that we’re continuously walking

against the wind

gravity weighs on our muscles and bones, it

tugs at our skin so that eventually it is stretched

like folds on a curtain

the aches and pains on our body become ever

present and the pangs of life are turbulent in our

hearts and minds

but in this attestation, we are our own strong man,

our own savior for it is in our hands, the decision

to mitigate, ameliorate these woes

marellano

 

~like an eagle in the sky, i spread my arms wide

to embrace the beauty of Nature's abode and

maybe, just maybe, i will fly~

marellano

if i could

 

if i could, i would have ceased the things i should,

make healthier choices, play in the wildflowers more,

listen to the river’s ripples closer, the birds and their

songs, watching the trees sway and listening to the

wisdom of the wind as do they while clouds soar o’er,

embrace with mine eyes the grandness of mountains,

watching the animals scurry through and play in forests,

allowing the rain to tickle my skin while smelling the

waft of petrichor, dancing to Mozart, Chopin, to Yo

Yo Ma, to Placido Domingo and other opera greats,

admiring the artworks of Dali, Michelangelo, Da Vinci,

Monet, Monet, the Wyeths, Van Gogh, O’Keefe, etc.  

have read more words on writ by the wise who wished

to share while enriching my taste buds with Nature’s

fruits, be still and quiet, listening more, but of all this,

would have immerse my heart and spirit with the very

fiber makeup of the universes, that being, Love

  

inseparable

if i had wings i would fly day and night,

no matter how far, to be with you

if there was a mountain to climb, no matter

how high, i would hike to the top to put your

hand in mine

if i was on an island and we were oceans apart

i’d ride the waves over to sit on the beach by

your side

 if time came for mine eyes to close for that journey

beyond, do not weep, for my heart and spirit will

always be next to yours

 like the sun to the flower and tree, or the moon to

the stars or the sea, we are the same, you and me

 

dancing one more day

 

crystalline dew drops are clinging on the stems

of daisies and daffodils this crisp morning where

soon the sun will bathe with golden rays on these

droplets, displaying tiny rainbow colors that will

dance in the breezes

 

mine eyes glisten with their reflections and a

smile evinces upon my face, whilst i cherish with

joy this moment of intermingling as the day begins,

a fluttering takes place inside my chest so then my

feet begin dancing onto another day