Life is truly a potpourri
a mix of exciting, scary, inspiring,
painful, joyful, heartbreaking,
disappointing, at times, exhausting
these days, there is no longer fear
i shall not fight it, if i fall right now
for,
i am the bent amongst the young,
the straight and tireless,
i always wonder why,
when a strong wind blows,
i still endure, still am standing...when
turning around requires much effort.
But, I can't hide how this world surrounding me
provides me with such a lift
it opens my half-closed view
yes, there are the dying parts, corners
but what i see mostly are blooms of vibrant yellows,
greens, pinks, peaches, so mellow
lively colors all around me.
even the naked tree, towers over me,
and in its own way
indulges in all the grace and beauty
that render both of us
breathless.
I am, now, in a worn down state,
but I refuse to give way,
for, I see, I feel
i am very much a part
of this pool of energy
effortlessly
continuously,
contagiously
pulsating,
this LIFE that leaves me expecting
for more blue skies.
I am a kite set free, flying on its own
i am a balloon, soaring, with no strings that hold
i am the old amidst the new
but,
i still am... a breath of life,
So...i struggle to live on.
Sally
Copyright March 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 5:41 AM UTC
Life is truly a potpourri
a mix of exciting, scary, inspiring,
painful, joyful, heartbreaking,
disappointing, at times, exhausting
these days, there is no longer fear
i shall not fight it, if i fall right now
for,
i am the bent amongst the young,
the straight and tireless,
i always wonder why,
when a strong wind blows,
i still endure, still am standing...when
turning around requires much effort.
But, I can't hide how this world surrounding me
provides me with such a lift
it opens my half-closed view
yes, there are the dying parts, corners
but what i see mostly are blooms of vibrant yellows,
greens, pinks, peaches, so mellow
lively colors all around me.
even the naked tree, towers over me,
and in its own way
indulges in all the grace and beauty
that render both of us
breathless.
I am, now, in a worn down state,
but I refuse to give way,
for, I see, I feel
i am very much a part
of this pool of energy
effortlessly
continuously,
contagiously
pulsating,
this LIFE that leaves me expecting
for more blue skies.
I am a kite set free, flying on its own
i am a balloon, soaring, with no strings that hold
i am the old amidst the new
but,
i still am... a breath of life,
So...i struggle to live on.
Sally
Copyright March 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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