The Insanity We Planned

Like the way we sit and sing on the meadows were planned;

Like the way the windblown hair and our feelings, weren't.

So much of our lives can be carefully planned,

So much of life can we carelessly feel.

The Circles We Stopped Running

Like a walk of dreams;

only this time,

it's on water.

Like a dance of summer;

only this time,

it's in Jupiter.

Like the way we fall;

only this time,

from star to star.

Like the wind against us;

only this time,

we'll reach the moon; there's no distance.

Like rocket science it seems;

only it's easy,

just holding hands, just you and me.

The Letter I'd Write

If I were to write you a letter,

I'd paste that flower I picked; that is the scent of our summer,

I'd clip photographs of us; that is my smile when you're near,

I'd attach a tape of our voices; that is the melody we could whisper.

But I'm writing you a letter,

"I love you"; that is how I'm feeling, my dear.

The Year That Was

But the tide is low and then it's high,

The sun rises and then it sets.

Digging sand; building castles, tumbled

Leaving footprints; another pair, undiscovered

Throwing sand; laughter, faded

Dipping toes; catching waves, shivered

Taking photographs; unearthing dreams, captured

Walking straight; finding light; sunset.

But the tide is high and then it's low,

The sun sets and then it rises.

Holding hands; dreaming, sunlit.

Holding hands; dreaming, moonlit.

p/s - Happy New Year, dear readers. Here's to another beautiful year of ups & downs, of hopes to find & dreams to discover, of answers to rummage for & answers to dream of, of climbs to make & mountain-tops to wait. But most of all, to another year of love :)

The Longing That Shouldn't Be

I didn't quite understand when you talked of waiting.

So the sun was going to rise and flowers were about to bloom.

That wasn't waiting.

That was you and me; and the stars meeting and the moon smiling.

The Promise I Made

I'd be there, I thought.

I'd be there to whisper of how beautiful a person you are.

Of how the wind brushes against your cheeks, of how the water sings as it falls, of how sunlight reflects on water.

And that is why I'm not there.

You can feel and you can hear and you can see. And that makes you a bit much more than beautiful.

The Dream I Didn't Know I Knew

I'm not sure how to explain it; I'm just sure you play a huge part in it.

It feels as though I'm walking in a dream; an illusion of some sort, or technicolour magic.

I don't know; I just know I'm the luckiest person to be in it.

The Marvellous We Forget

And maybe it was years ago when everything seemed new and you were little; and you marveled and asked; and you pointed at white clouds and blue skies and falling leaves and singing birds before you went another wow from another wow.

Nothing's changed.

You still see with the same eyes and hear with the same ears and feel with the same heart. And the clouds are white and the skies are blue and the leaves may fall and the birds do sing.

And here is when you say

Wow.

The Discovery That Was

And when you didn't see me, you didn't have to worry. I saw you in so many ways while you were looking for me.

Because the heart could see.