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thinking back to my unloving crimes
back then i was lost, and i was blind

back then i never believed in never

i didn't see your light that shines
i missed the love, i missed the signs

i never knew our ties would sever

if i could hold you just two more times
once for my heart, and once for my mind

in that moment i would live forever
when problems are tangled you down
just always remember the basic

+ (add) positivity
- (subtract) negativity
/ (divide) your blessings
(multiply) your goodness

©IGMS
(10w x 6)

Grass hurls back raindrops
as wet soil clings to feet

rain no longer pours
gray disappears
sky turns pale cerulean

eyes journey, to where soft
colors make a heavenly arch

telling of zephyr
a bit of sun
rains, on hold

i wind over...close my eyes
unicorn's music
is
soporific

"somewhere
    over
      the
      rainbow

         blue birds fly
                          
      ............................­........

      ....... why can't i.".......
                          

Sally

Copyright July 11, 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
Somewhere Over the Rainbow
           Judy Garland

Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There's a land that I've heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream,
Really do come true.

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
High above the chimney tops,
That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?

~~~~~~~

***I have a musical unicorn figurine that plays this music, which I had been playing over and over while we were having continuous rains.***
Show me how the truth looks like
before I cover my mind with a lie,
Show me how to breathe, when
my pulse is about to die,
Show me how to believe, when
you are the one who breaks my trust,
Show me how to love, when
the surroundings are covered in lust,
Show me how to live, when
my ray of living has ceased to fall upon,
Show me how to look up, when
the mornings are dusky not a breaking dawn,
Show me how to rise up, when
you are the one pushing me down,
Show me how to smile, when
my boy makes me frown,
Show me how to care, when
my palm is deprived of your face,
Show me how to bear, to
not live in your embrace,
Show me the way, the path to those doors,
The doors above, that's all i want, I want no more,
I yield to those stairs, the stairs to eternity,
I'm walking, walking towards God almighty,
I have no hope, I am a phoenix bereft of its ashes,
I am perishing into perpetuity to never come up to
these wounds and rashes*.
.
i have no real dreams to speak of
i speak of my nightmares even less
i am just trying to reach the peak of
that mountain, where i am blessed

material goals aren't what i talk of
spiritual goals, i talk of more
i am just trying to walk the walk of
those spirits who walked before
Misty gaze, jittered breath
Sun burned skin ironed to stop the creases.
The fly never ceases to change direction
it follows mightily close.
Boxed into a shadow, one which no one else can see
How can that be?
Claim the sights as mine or ours?
Leave to follow mans created hasty pursuit
Chasing the everlasting scent of the poisoned flower.

The big man has too many sayings, creates etchings with his words
Repeatedly lost in the background of distasteful play,
All numbers numerate to a phantom deal
Answers long slipped under broken tables.
Open fields are searched like space,
Meteors fly spitting fire with gunshots
Shining towards an illusion of a finish line.
Crawl westwards some will say, crawl right, or jump and hit the explosive beckoning.
Ask this night
to moon
our desire's song
-
cause loving  is the best part of falling
cause falling is the painful part of waiting
cause waiting is the best part of hoping
and hoping is the painful part of bleeding*

©IGMS
As a leaf of your tea
I fall into it
As a blow of its aroma
that is sent with the green wind
I pleasure it
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