Glorious
in the end,
life is glorious.
like shadows on the walls
picking up rhythm,
free.
or feeding robins unfazed by an eager hawk,
eyeing them greedily.
there is no room for the undignified
soul trying to break the calm.
the radiance of life lies at the moment -
the next turn, tomorrow’s worry.
when everything is done,
there is quiet delight in the privacy of thoughts
penetrated only by a trusted few
who reward me with loyalty
pure as unadulterated snow.
life is glorious,
precious,
triumphant,
like that.
July 7th, 2009 at 10:52 pm
how i wish i am one of the ‘trusted few’
July 7th, 2009 at 11:19 pm
you make me smile, manoy d. ours is a friendship not borne of flattery. so yes, definitely, absolutely, you are.
July 8th, 2009 at 2:52 am
The words in this poem could only be gathered and woven by someone with a glorious mind, a glorious soul and a glorious heart….it made the tiny hairs on my forearm stand in all honesty….
I just love the way you said “like shadows on the walls picking up rhythm,free”
and “loyalty pure as unadulterated snow”…
I wish too, to be told i belong to the trusted few of glorious YOU!
July 8th, 2009 at 6:40 am
Kagayon! Masiramon ka magsurat talaga.
July 8th, 2009 at 7:46 pm
thank you. you are one of my ‘choosen few’, too!
July 9th, 2009 at 3:48 am
oh my, thank you, zen. of course, you are. the thing with human nature is that it is simple. but people complicate it. we need more ‘zens’ in life to remind us that the world will continue to turn, the sun to shine, inspite of. you are one of them.
July 9th, 2009 at 3:50 am
sus, thank you, maris. ikaw man baga. ka-inspiring mo ngani. hulaton ko an piece mo about gay paree, ha?
July 9th, 2009 at 3:51 am
manoy d, you are always welcome.
July 10th, 2009 at 12:41 am
nice poem!
life will always be glorious, precious and triumphant — if we stay focus and see things in brighter perspective.
have a great weekend ahead.
July 10th, 2009 at 5:58 am
thanks for the drop by, jon1 you have a great weekend yourself!
July 10th, 2009 at 5:10 pm
” life is glorious,
precious,
triumphant,”
===== yes Che, I can’t add more. Thanks so much for reminding us to celebrate the glories, the prizes and the triumphs of life.
July 10th, 2009 at 5:13 pm
can’t dwell on the setbacks, bethsky. the world is too full of possiblities. thanks, my friend!
July 12th, 2009 at 10:23 am
what an inspiring poem, che! it definitely reminds me that despite my now-daily mundane routine of changing poopy diapers, walking around like a zombie on nights when i am sleep-deprived, and rocking teyla non-stop til my arms start to ache - life is STILL glorious, precious and triumphant. there are lessons to learn at every bend, and we must treasure each moment like it is our last.
you have an amazing way of reminding us, your friends, of the things in life that matter most. i truly feel honored to know you, che, and so blessed to have you as my friend. have a wonderful sunday!
July 12th, 2009 at 10:41 am
mj, sweet girl. i am blessed to have you as my friend, too. kisses to teyla - you and rog take it easy….