I daydreamed to the point,
Where we seemed like a reality.

Journeys starts at night
in our dreams
as we are freed from reality
no limitations
tell me where you wanna go
I'll follow you
if you let me
on your side in this adventure
we will grow closer
you'll never be alone
in your dreams
at night

Only a Poet

can stab time in the heart,

to bleed free and eternal

—only a Poet

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

The sky is blue
the sun is shining
all around the little birds sing

In the distance the sounds
of a lawn mower
the laughter of a child

Pink flowers on the camellia bush
green moss in the grass
leaf buds on the oak tree

Sparrows on the feeder
a blackbird taking a bath
a robin looking at me from the fence

in this time of global pandemic
this is my normality
a surreal reality

Working from home
a novelty for many today
my life for much of twenty years

social isolation daily life
for all now
my life for the past 15 years

I give deep gratitude
for this experience
from every atom of my soul

Our past always
leads us to
our present

This is not the time
for pointing fingers
for one up manship

Nor is it a time
for ego
or greed

It is the opportunity
for I to become
we

For Illness
to become
wellness

It is the time
for  community
during  isolation

It is the time
to believe
in possibility

In the possibility
that from global pandemic
we can create

a beautiful new world

Those who lives gets away
Those who LOVEz dies...

Those who live -
They are cutting trees
They are creating pollution
(Car, travel, flight...
Industries, factories, wars)
They are killing & making extinct
Flora and fauna - unrelentingly
They are mining mountains,
Drilling earth's core
They have not even left
The bottom of the sea untouched
They are ****** our Mother Nature
While siting in their
Luxurious houses, posh offices
Soaked in leadership, power, fame
Success, followers and slaves

The individuals who are rich
Are responsible for such living
They're 2000 times more accountable
For Earth's destruction

All at the Nature's cost
We've seen how our world is today!

By giving 6% in Philanthropy
To their agents of "profit"
By show-casing & marketing their cause
They're getting away with their crimes

Everyone is fighting for a something
Nobody is fighting for one's soul

For those who don't obey the
Government, society & world
Leaders, family & friends
There are courts and police,
Laws and legislation, & rules
To ban, block, bar and blacken
To humiliate, insult and blame
To arrest, punish, imprison & isolate

Those culprits are using
All ways to legalize their
Corrupt life-style
They want to be
Desperately successful in life by
Seeking more profits, money & funds
By saying:
"Doing for society's good"
They are getting away so easily
With exploitation and
Destruction of nature

Is True LOVE really alive at all?

Today, most LOVE is figment of
One's intelligent imagination
Imitating books, movies & stories

The innocents who LOVE are dying

The one who live lives
The one who LOVE dies...

No wonder Nature is getting back at us
with Covid-19, Corona-Virus...

The whole world is on its knees
Still human EGO wants to
Sing, dance, and say positively
"We will succeed against Nature"

RESILIENCE.. - that's what they say..
And show "V" for victory sign

At such times...
I question human race's intelligence

When will we take a step back and
Stop this race of success & money?

And live in harmony with Nature
In LOVE with each other...?

As if,
...wrapped in strands of golden thread,
shining...atop his spotless white steed
this knight came right to my front scape
as i stood by the garden...wind blew his cape
even as sun shone bright that moment,
sun, gold and white almost had me blinded.

his blue-greenish eyes stared long
as if he already knew me
as if he was to swoop me
as if i needed rescuing,

but, in a swish of wind blowing,
his golden cape flapped...shielding
him...he and his steed's muffled neighing,
were swallowed by the leaves' rustling

he vanished...in a few second's whiff
as if, gobbled by the wind...t'was so brief
something i forgot...a thought made me stiff
oh...what a waste, what a shame,
i didn't get to know my knight's name...

Sally

Copyright Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
March 20, 2020