I wake up one morning trying to figure things out. The world seems blurry around me; uncertain and bleak. I start to question why life has different meanings. The answer, so naive and plain, that life is fortified with smooth roads and harsh obstacles to make us full in our dimensions. And that what makes life worth living.
Tuesday, 12 May 2009
Boreas
I count the days chase the blue skies watching the leaves fall into grey; a foliage of auburn and flowers wither, yet brings forth a myriad of hope that opens in the snow fondles the glacial north when love takes its wing.
hmm. waiting? you must have been looking elsewhere .. the flowers, the foliage, the skies ...except for the shadow that's embracing you for some time now. he he mumu!
4 comments:
everything seems to be a cycle after all
Right... and awaiting for my true north :)
hmm. waiting? you must have been looking elsewhere .. the flowers, the foliage, the skies ...except for the shadow that's embracing you for some time now. he he mumu!
Hmph! Mumu ka jan! If someone could help me point to my true north, ok lang si Mumu?! :D
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