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No hero’s welcome.

No grand parade.

Is waiting for the door left ajar.

Only its creaking sound

breaks the silence. And the breathing air

of some familiar spirits. I am once-

a familiar visitor in this house.

 

All that remains are lifeless forms

who have patiently waited here

Am I? Like a hermit crab

occupying this once solitary shell.

Called to embrace the shadows again.

Recapturing the lost and faded

photographs and memories

of the distant past. Forgive me.

 

For I came back not to rebuild

your imperiously alienating walls

I have suffered to endure. The magnanimity

of this abode, on which I failed

to contain the tension. Conquering

the many days and the years living

in the fear that haunted me. As I

have walked away to seek my own.

 

Yesterday will be torn into relevant bits

and pieces. As mementos and snapshots

I will keep them at bay. Never again would

memories imprison me into its walls

like ancient ghosts wailing, begging

to bring them back to their immortality.

 

I will clear away the cobwebs.

I will swept away the dust, making room

on these lonely spaces. I came back.

To cleanse this home of its sad sequences.

I will peel away the white sheets

that has covered the flaws, the lapses,

and the many inconsistencies in our lives-

we are ashamed to show. But instead,

we kept hidden for so long.

 

I will open the windows, taking in

the sunshine and the country air

and hope- as its constant companion.

Savoring the remaining days

choosing to be happy. A pilgrim

transforming this house into a habitation.

The dappled lightness of my being.

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Today, I am enjoying my brisk walking in the sunshine, walking through the noisy and hurried crowd of departing passengers at the kerbside of the departures entry.  Then I pass by the arrival area.  There, the throng of people are  waiting for their acquaintances.  For their friends. For their families.

These are everyday occurrences here at the airport.  People come and go.  And the world is becoming smaller and smaller.  And airports are rigid entry points of security checking.  Of people being procedurally screened of their identities.  With a passport and a visa, notwithstanding a plane ticket for the journey.

I admit of my affinity to the idea of flying.  To airplanes. To uniformed cabin crews. To the view of the sky, the clouds, the islands and the sea in mid-air.  I like the idea of waiting in the departure lounges with the big sky framed by the window panes.

I like the sight of the apron and the runway.  I like the sight of airplanes parked  there at the apron with a number of lories.  I like the sight of the conveyor belts with luggages and packages lining up and circling around it.  Like expectant beings waiting to be picked up by its owner and carried through the trolley.

I look at life like that of an airport.  I consider, that, we are all passengers waiting for the flight with our luggages and packages, ready to be screened. May it be a booked flight with a guaranteed seat or in some occasions, on a waiting list .  A chance passenger.

I have never been a chance passenger.  I booked my flights in advance.

But in real life, I guess, I have been in many times, depended on chances.  A chance to be better. So I have tried and tried even if I fail most of the time.   A chance to be what I am destined to be. Even if I know the odds I will be facing is hard. 

A chance to be true to myself.  Even if people may have a different take on it, contradicting on my own.  A chance to love.  Even if I risk rejection, deception and hurt.  A chance to live.  Even if I face hardships and sharp detours in life.

I believe, we, are given the chance, to ride our airplanes.  To reach a destination.  But no one knew or can predict, how smooth or bumpy the ride might be.  No one knew what might happen in midway. 

But passengers, like us in real life, are  taught in each journey of safety instructions . Of aircraft features being explained.  So that  when things go wrong, we know of evacuation procedures.  We know how to survive.

It is up to us, how we  have understood.  It is up to us how we are going to put those learning into action. 

So the next time, when you had your chance to be in a flight.  Use every opportunity to make it better and enjoy it.  And be guided by what you have learned to make it right in life.  And if something came out unexpectedly. Don’t get stucked there.  Move on and take action.

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