Part II: At Sunset
The warmth of the sun is gone
A bright and cheerful moon takes its place
Accompanied by a cool soft wind.
The memories of a passionate day is a reflection
A clear and melancholic one
A reflection rocking over a calmed and serene current
Deep within is a warm and happy heart
Longing for a new sunny day
Until then we hope
Hope for another sunrise
A never ending, sensual and happy one
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Under the Moon Light
Part One: At Sunrise
Looking through clear waters
The river flows through reality and surprise
Bringing exciting colors and lives
All evolved by a new sunrise.
The day is nice
The sun shines over us
The breeze cools our spirit
To a perfect feeling of warmth and happiness
Is it what we see
Is the sun comforting our souls
Is our imagination interpreting what is beyond our eyes
Is that what makes this one time
The perfect moment in our lives
Life is a balance
Balance between what to take and what to give
Look at the balance
Take what we can and let us be happy
Just remember that happiness has a price
And the price will be measured by the balance of life
Looking through clear waters
The river flows through reality and surprise
Bringing exciting colors and lives
All evolved by a new sunrise.
The day is nice
The sun shines over us
The breeze cools our spirit
To a perfect feeling of warmth and happiness
Is it what we see
Is the sun comforting our souls
Is our imagination interpreting what is beyond our eyes
Is that what makes this one time
The perfect moment in our lives
Life is a balance
Balance between what to take and what to give
Look at the balance
Take what we can and let us be happy
Just remember that happiness has a price
And the price will be measured by the balance of life
In the memory
The link from a child to an aging man
A simple memory of the past
The lack of future memories
But an intense desire of the past
There in the mind
People, events, places are one
Cherished, embraced, unforgotten
A song, a smell, a taste, a face, a memory
Bring forth memories of the past
Cherished, embrace, unforgotten
The link from a child to an aging man
Don’t let go but hang in there
Grasp them, hard and forever
In the memory
A simple memory of the past
The lack of future memories
But an intense desire of the past
There in the mind
People, events, places are one
Cherished, embraced, unforgotten
A song, a smell, a taste, a face, a memory
Bring forth memories of the past
Cherished, embrace, unforgotten
The link from a child to an aging man
Don’t let go but hang in there
Grasp them, hard and forever
In the memory
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
A moment in the life of a couple in Shanghai at People's Square. She was so happy when I offered to take her picture and so confused when I did not offer any modeling tips.
Her "honey" (gentleman with her) did not want their picture taken (together) but I stole this moment. He said I reminded him of his father, a very kind person. What a pleasant and nice complement.
I discovered that as a photographer I am a dream maker. I gave this lovely Shanghai woman the dream to be beautiful for a moment.
Thirty
Thirty one days
but it is not a month
it is just a thought in time
Thirty one days
Thirty one years
but it is not a month
it is just a thought in time
Thirty one days
Thirty one years
Jennifer
It has been an eternity since the first time I saw you but feels like it happened yesterday.
You probably don't think of me much and you must have your reasons. Regardless, you are the one that mixes with my happy dreams and at times you become those dreams.
I could not talk about perfection but there exist other images that comes to mind whenever I dare to drift into conceiving your image - an image that overcomes my soul. It is not only an image but a feeling, something that emmanates from within.
Many times I wonder if I should feel so wonderfully about you.
Maybe we both are beyond rational explanations - more likely we are. The fact remains, my love for you.
Love? Many have my battles suffered to find the meaning of love. Conclusively, I love you...
Within me you are more luminous than the stars. To think about you is like bringing down the stars from the sky allowing them to shine in me with a sparkle of celestial light and a warmth of peace and happiness.
Such a great feeling.
It does not matter what occured in the past. When you are in my mind I only see the kindness and caring that you possess which augments my like and love for you.
At times I wonder if it is possible to like someone completely, not because of pefection but as an individual, fully. Thinking over and over I conclude that it is possible simply because all those wonderful qualities that you have are so great. There is neither time nor room to think of anything else but how lovely and wonderful you are.
The time you were kind and loving with me are deeply engraved in my memory. Only could I thank the creator for giving me such experience.
To know you have taught me a different view and feeling about life. Now I find the cool breeze of winter the warm rays of summer to be wonderful and make me happy. If there is only one thing that I am most grateful is having had the chance to love you and care for you - feelings that have taken over me and have changed eery moment of my life in a joy, an opportunity to thank the creator for life.
You brought much life to my being, peace, happiness, and beauty.
You probably don't think of me much and you must have your reasons. Regardless, you are the one that mixes with my happy dreams and at times you become those dreams.
I could not talk about perfection but there exist other images that comes to mind whenever I dare to drift into conceiving your image - an image that overcomes my soul. It is not only an image but a feeling, something that emmanates from within.
Many times I wonder if I should feel so wonderfully about you.
Maybe we both are beyond rational explanations - more likely we are. The fact remains, my love for you.
Love? Many have my battles suffered to find the meaning of love. Conclusively, I love you...
Within me you are more luminous than the stars. To think about you is like bringing down the stars from the sky allowing them to shine in me with a sparkle of celestial light and a warmth of peace and happiness.
Such a great feeling.
It does not matter what occured in the past. When you are in my mind I only see the kindness and caring that you possess which augments my like and love for you.
At times I wonder if it is possible to like someone completely, not because of pefection but as an individual, fully. Thinking over and over I conclude that it is possible simply because all those wonderful qualities that you have are so great. There is neither time nor room to think of anything else but how lovely and wonderful you are.
The time you were kind and loving with me are deeply engraved in my memory. Only could I thank the creator for giving me such experience.
To know you have taught me a different view and feeling about life. Now I find the cool breeze of winter the warm rays of summer to be wonderful and make me happy. If there is only one thing that I am most grateful is having had the chance to love you and care for you - feelings that have taken over me and have changed eery moment of my life in a joy, an opportunity to thank the creator for life.
You brought much life to my being, peace, happiness, and beauty.
Playing the radio
10/21/90
The radio is playing "Am I Loosing You" by Tony Milsap and my mind cannot help it but to think of you.
It must be the thunder sounds that make me think of you and the time when the opportunity of sharing some time with you was what was in my mind 24 hours a day.
The thought does come and your whereabouts puzzled me.
Life continues and only God knows best.
Love
The radio is playing "Am I Loosing You" by Tony Milsap and my mind cannot help it but to think of you.
It must be the thunder sounds that make me think of you and the time when the opportunity of sharing some time with you was what was in my mind 24 hours a day.
The thought does come and your whereabouts puzzled me.
Life continues and only God knows best.
Love
No answers
This is not even close to a literature class and it is short. You will not be tested over the material and best of all, nobody has the answers.
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