When roses die

Even roses wither
And when they do
We cherish the moments
When they brought us joy
The smiles they left on our faces
And the peace bestowed upon our hearts

Although momentary
Those rose filled moments will last a lifetime
Their joys enrich us
And nourish our souls
filling that inner space
Within our heart
That is oftentimes left unfilled
For want of joy or love

When roses die
Which they must
We celebrate them
And the joys they brought to our hearts

For when roses die
The joys within our hearts
Should still flourish
And we remember
That even in one moment
Seeds of joy were planted in our hearts
In memories of moments
That will last a lifetime

imadon@2007

Yeah though I walk...in the garden of life

There are the moments
That bring special joys
Such as walking in the garden of your life
And realizing that along the way
There were people who called you friend
People who stuck by you
In the moments when they could have walked away
Not because, but in spite of
And in the end there is the realization
That moments spent on journyes
Were not in vain
Because in the end
It was not the journey
But the friendships made along the
Way that we carry within our hearts

Yeah tho I walk in the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil
For thou art with me thy rod and thy staff
Thou comforteth me


imadon@ 2007

50 Ways to Love

As I walked
iPods in hand
Reggae music blasting in my ear
Surrounded in a sea of iPods
There were tall people, short people all with iPods
Other people
Listening to the sounds of their own iPods

And it made me wonder
What it would be like
To not share love
Because there must be 50
songs the heart could sing
When it finds true love

imadon @ 2007

Connected Life

Then it dawned on me
That I too
Was initially impressed by the beauty
Of silk flowers
And soon I was surrounded
By fake silk roses
And other flowers
Many of whose names
I did not know or care to know

But after awhile
I was beginning
To notice that in my space
Were things things artificial
In which I no longer saw beauty
But I know that I did once
But now, did not

Then one day
While walking in the garden
I saw a rose
That was not as red as
the silk roses, or how you would imagine
A rose would be
But it was a rose
And it was real

Then I realized
That there is a magic
In real roses
As in real love
And somehow we know the difference
Even after not feeling it for a while

imadon @ 2007

Soul Food

I do remember that time in Toronto
When all I had to declare
Was my collection of CDs
My flag
And my bible

It seemed so natural
Yet so odd
But that was all I would need
With life to proceed

What more could I want
I had Reggae music to fill my soul
Especially when times got cold
My bible to give me guidance
At the times I feel the need for repentance

And my flag
To remind myself
Of who I really am
Lest I be lost
In my search for Deliverance

For in the midst of plenty
There were the hungry
With bellies full
But souls on empty

And there stood I stand
In the line at immigration
Rocking to the beat of
Bob and his band


imadon @ 2007

When moments were intense

There are the moments
When I am overwhelmed
With thoughts intense
And in those moments
Of intensity
Had I but a pen
To capture
The moments when I felt intense
Then I would remember
The moments of intensity
But I know
That in those intense moments
The last thing I would do
Is pause to write
And miss
One moment that was intense

Imadon @ 2007


Imadon@ 2007