There are the days
That love calls out your name
And if you should not hear
You may miss the opportunity
To connect with the one
You love
But true love
Blossoms under a full moon
It sees hearts
And connects bodies, minds and souls
Such was the night when I first
Laid eyes on you
imadon @ 2007
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Reggae and the state of the mind ( reposted)
It was only yesterday I was sitting in a restaurant
Reasoning with mybrethren about that music
The reggae music
Not about any particular artist
Or specific lyrics
But about reggae
To some reggae is Bob Marley
And maybe Peter
To others its Beenie
And other man dem
But to me
Reggae is everywhere
It is in my bones
It is a mythical island
Of black birds and white birds
Living in some measure of harmony
It is in the breakfast
And other feasts
It is in the way it is prepared
Full of love and inspiration for the soul
That you feel the reggae
Maybe I don't need to hear the lyrics
And the latest songs
Or see the latest dances
But my soul
Breathes reggae
And I see reggae
In the nature around me
That surrounds me
And is ever with me
It is the lightest of burdens
I bear
The reggae that is within
And with me
For wherever I maybe
So goest my family
And the reggae beat within me
imadon@ 2005
Reasoning with mybrethren about that music
The reggae music
Not about any particular artist
Or specific lyrics
But about reggae
To some reggae is Bob Marley
And maybe Peter
To others its Beenie
And other man dem
But to me
Reggae is everywhere
It is in my bones
It is a mythical island
Of black birds and white birds
Living in some measure of harmony
It is in the breakfast
And other feasts
It is in the way it is prepared
Full of love and inspiration for the soul
That you feel the reggae
Maybe I don't need to hear the lyrics
And the latest songs
Or see the latest dances
But my soul
Breathes reggae
And I see reggae
In the nature around me
That surrounds me
And is ever with me
It is the lightest of burdens
I bear
The reggae that is within
And with me
For wherever I maybe
So goest my family
And the reggae beat within me
imadon@ 2005
Sunday, March 25, 2007
In search of wisdom
Wisdom I want to believe comes from one's roots
We are all trees rooted in some beliefs which we
develop over time on our own, and with that
an appreciation for artistic things
Roots can teach you to see the good in all things and people,
and to have faith, hope and give.
Art is the closest thing to humanity,
as we cannot look at a piece of art
and say if the artist is rich or poor.
We can only tell of their feelings,
or the message they want to convey.
Art appreciation is a base instinct
in a broader sense of creativity.
By doing a good job you feel good inside,
and you are happy as it is your own style,
your own piece of art.
So your true happiness comes from within.
You don't feel you are good
because you are better than the one sitting beside you.
There are times we may feel good about ourselves
when an event reminds us
that there are people out in the "world"
who are worse off or no better than us
An artist, in the broadest sense,
conveys in his work what he feels
or what he thinks the people feel.
Therin lies the search for wisdom
Being happy to spread joy
Especially the joy found in nature or
from celebrating joys of humankind - peace, joy, love and charity
imadon @ 2007.
We are all trees rooted in some beliefs which we
develop over time on our own, and with that
an appreciation for artistic things
Roots can teach you to see the good in all things and people,
and to have faith, hope and give.
Art is the closest thing to humanity,
as we cannot look at a piece of art
and say if the artist is rich or poor.
We can only tell of their feelings,
or the message they want to convey.
Art appreciation is a base instinct
in a broader sense of creativity.
By doing a good job you feel good inside,
and you are happy as it is your own style,
your own piece of art.
So your true happiness comes from within.
You don't feel you are good
because you are better than the one sitting beside you.
There are times we may feel good about ourselves
when an event reminds us
that there are people out in the "world"
who are worse off or no better than us
An artist, in the broadest sense,
conveys in his work what he feels
or what he thinks the people feel.
Therin lies the search for wisdom
Being happy to spread joy
Especially the joy found in nature or
from celebrating joys of humankind - peace, joy, love and charity
imadon @ 2007.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Breathing a promise
It was on a winter's day
That she had promised
To be ready to love again come Spring
And now that spring was here
She remembered that promise
A promise that she tried to drown away in tears
Even though she wanted to rid her soul of fears
At times she wondered why they met
And knew that she had to fulfill
The promise she had made
For it was a winter encounter with love
That had given her a chance to breathe again
And now in spring she felt so alive again
And was breathing her promise
Never to close her heart
To love again
Imadon @ 2007
That she had promised
To be ready to love again come Spring
And now that spring was here
She remembered that promise
A promise that she tried to drown away in tears
Even though she wanted to rid her soul of fears
At times she wondered why they met
And knew that she had to fulfill
The promise she had made
For it was a winter encounter with love
That had given her a chance to breathe again
And now in spring she felt so alive again
And was breathing her promise
Never to close her heart
To love again
Imadon @ 2007
Thursday, March 15, 2007
The highway to love
The highway to love
Is paved with chocolate
And candy kisses
Kindness and Understanding
Forgiving and forgetting
It was on this road that
She found herself
Heart in heart with her beloved
On a cold winter day
When the birds did not come out to play
But deep in her heart
There was that warm thought
Of her lover
And she felt joy
As she journeyed along this road
She thought to herself
Just as he thought to himself
We should forever cherish
All our moments
Because our love
Is meant for a lifetime of enjoyment
Imadon @ 2007
Is paved with chocolate
And candy kisses
Kindness and Understanding
Forgiving and forgetting
It was on this road that
She found herself
Heart in heart with her beloved
On a cold winter day
When the birds did not come out to play
But deep in her heart
There was that warm thought
Of her lover
And she felt joy
As she journeyed along this road
She thought to herself
Just as he thought to himself
We should forever cherish
All our moments
Because our love
Is meant for a lifetime of enjoyment
Imadon @ 2007
Friday, March 09, 2007
Health Jamaican style - multi tasking
Life should be about doing one task really well. Instead we try to "multi task our way to bliss". For example we might be talking to our kids while watching tv or reading emails or checking our cell phones. Why not listen to the child, give them the full attention they deserve. Some people also may choose to work hard for part of their life then enjoy the rest. But life is not like that, every day should be lived to its full balanced potential.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
Bird watching on a sunset day
I remember the moment
When I was looking at the sunset
And she glanced and walked straight by me
Pointing excitedly
"Did you see that eagle", said she
In that very same moment
I said to her
"That eagle flying so high, flying so free"
And it was then
That I knew
Only one love
Could set my heart free
imadon @ 2007
When I was looking at the sunset
And she glanced and walked straight by me
Pointing excitedly
"Did you see that eagle", said she
In that very same moment
I said to her
"That eagle flying so high, flying so free"
And it was then
That I knew
Only one love
Could set my heart free
imadon @ 2007
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Love in distant places
Often times I would think
About the two lovers
I saw wading
In the water
Tangled and tied up
In love
Holding
Kissing
Then I wake up
And realize
That's what sweet dreams are made of
Sharing love in distant places
And other wet spaces
Imadon @ 2007
About the two lovers
I saw wading
In the water
Tangled and tied up
In love
Holding
Kissing
Then I wake up
And realize
That's what sweet dreams are made of
Sharing love in distant places
And other wet spaces
Imadon @ 2007