Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Life inspired

How would it be
To live a life inspired

to feel that lightness of being
finely tuned
suspended yet constantly
moving, flying, soaring

the little boy who grew up
no money for food
and ended up saving a nation
on wits alone - he could

the little girl
painfully shy, even ugly
but conquered the world
her gift - a voice as pure as honey

that old man
who plodded, yes, a life ordinary
but he raised a loving family
and that was all he ever wanted

i would give my kingdom
to sing that perfect song
i would give the clothes on my back
to dance that perfect dance
oh, i would, i would
give my life
for that one perfect moment

When it all makes sense
I make sense.

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Picking the buggers in my brain

Why is it that something bad has to happen before you know what is good with you? Why do you need a cloud to show the silver lining?

How is it that Samwise Gamgee, the family man turns into Gollum at the workplace? And, by the way, why do I have to deal with him?

How is it that your loose your true love when you marry him? Do you divorce now to find him again?

How is it that the family is your safety net? Esepcially when they are busy pushing you off the damn cliff?

Why is life so fundamentally unfair if you take a minute to think about it? And why do I care?