In the Key of Love

Love has a way of opening a path
To worlds yet unknown
Worlds waiting to be discovered
Like spring flowers,
That were barren before the bees hovered

And so it was on that bright summer morn
When the birds were busy chirping
And the sun was at its full bloom
When you could smell the freshness
Of summer breeze on its merry way
Dancing with the leaves in full sway

In was in such unity of perfection
When the universe was lined up
In a mood to play
That she sad there on the park bench
In a moment of dismay
Unaware of the beauty in the life around her

A revelation of the joys around in the would around her
Would but probably confound her
As she wallowed in her day of misery.
If you could but see her heart
You would know the pain
That was tearing her apart
Muddled affection with a tinge of rejection
Had brought her to this space of contradiction
Embracing her in moments of contrite reflection

But alas
There is no harmony in disunity
And nature in its wisdom
Would seek out to balance this
And in the moment when she
Was lost in sorrow
A voice called out from her tomorrows

It was the lover she had recently met
That to her was causing her this painful regret
The one she thought would have brought her joys
She had felt she knew
Like we all knew
That somewhere out there
Her moments of sadness
Would in an instant turn to moments of gladness
If she ever found
The lover that would be her sworn

But in that moment
When the harmony around her was most intense
With birds chirping, sun at its full bloom
Summer breeze leading the leaves in
Harmonic sway

In that very moment
A voice called out to her
And she knew, just as he knew
That when love beckons
Life will find a way
To peel away the sadness
And let your soul revel
In moments of happiness

imadon @ 2008

Friends in your space

Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.
Mark Twain

Mark Twain probably said it best
But on a lonely day this can be put to the test
If you want to be uplifted
Seek ye the company of the uplifters
If you want to be like mere gossip fodder
Seek the company of those who
Would but pull you down
Always choose the people in your life
Who will be there, come stress, or the good life

Imadon @2008

The east side of the hills

I remember the days of old
When I would get up in the cold
To walk up Cherry Hill
And gaze at the sunrise over Red Hills
Deep on the inner side of your soul
You could feel this inner peace
That could take 24 hours to slow release
To but share in the moment of rapture
You had to be awaken
Before the crack of dawn
To taste of the great wonder
Of the early morn

Imadon@2008

The power of 8

2008 I declared the year of love
All my friends have the number 8 in their phone numbers
Either the area code or the number
We may have no control over our destiny
But it won't hurt
To think positive
Make a wish list or any list
And you may be surprised about the power of the brain
To fill in the missing pieces and connect the gaps
We may not have all the answers
But we can all have dreams
Who knows what faith, hope and charity can do
When we have dreams worth remembering
Imadon @ 20008

Of love and sardines

I have since time immortal
Cherished my undying love of sardines
And it has been those
Who have been the closest to me
That have understood
The passion in my heart
For such a lowly fish
Which with sheer imagination
Can be crafted into many a dish

imadon @ 2008

The thirst for love

It is often the things that are simple
That bring est the most joy
For in simplicity
Lies the solution
To the problems
That most likely seem
To be the most complex

For the soul that seeks
Complex solutions , to complex problems
Will create complexity
In the midst of simplicity
For to be thirsty
Is to want of water
And to harbor an empty soul
Is to have a soul
That is thirsty for love


imadon @ 2008

Of dreaming big

Dreaming about a petal
Probably takes as much time
As dreamer
Of a rose

That was what happened
On that summer day
When I slept in
For to enjoy a long summer dream

I dreamt of petals of yellow, white and red
But alas there was something
Incomplete about this I said
Whereas I could have dreamt of
A large red rose instead

Imadon @ 2008

Moments missed

It was when I saw Fernando
I knew what life was really about
There in the hills
He stood with his dad
Who was lighting his cigar
While he stood there
Staring into the yonder
At the sunrise

And you wonder if the father
Would have been half distracted
By the burning smell of tobacco
To notice the brilliance
Unfolding in the skies
For the light from the burning tobacco
Was certainly no match
For the morning light of the sun
But maybe he too had seen it a thousand times
And this moment would be for his son

Moments can be this way
May never seem to be the same way
To the observer and the observed
You may miss a moment
That may seem important
Which you think
Is important enough not to be missed
And in that moment
That you miss it

Imadon @2008

On dreaming

There were probably
The days when things seemed
Improbable
But alas
Will always be possible
Because dreams
Do start out that way


Imadon @ 2008