Heaven stands before me
My eyes are grazed
By your beauty
Your radiance engulfs me
I want to be wrapped
By your warmth
Beauty and grace
Your soul shines through
Penetrating my heart
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Filled With Love
Filled with love
So much to give
From now on
It’s how we’ll live
Two bodies will
Now become one
I look into your eyes
And come undone
My love for you
I have confessed
Lying next to you
I have been blessed
Filled with love
So much to give
Loving you
Makes me live
You look at me
With love sincere
I love you
So my dear
Filled with love
So much to give
From now on
It's how we'll live
So much to give
From now on
It’s how we’ll live
Two bodies will
Now become one
I look into your eyes
And come undone
My love for you
I have confessed
Lying next to you
I have been blessed
Filled with love
So much to give
Loving you
Makes me live
You look at me
With love sincere
I love you
So my dear
Filled with love
So much to give
From now on
It's how we'll live
Friday, May 2, 2008
Her
I must leave her awhile
My one, true love
Her beautiful green eyes
That reach into
The far off horizon
Her eyes as blue and as deep
As the ocean
I will miss her
My lovers fragrance is that
Of cherry blossoms
Forever in bloom
I will miss you
My one true love
My one, true love
Her beautiful green eyes
That reach into
The far off horizon
Her eyes as blue and as deep
As the ocean
I will miss her
My lovers fragrance is that
Of cherry blossoms
Forever in bloom
I will miss you
My one true love
Friday, April 18, 2008
You Are
You are
The centre of my universe
My gravity
The only piece
Of my universe that matters
Stars shine all around you
A galaxy of beauty infinite
The centre of my universe
My gravity
The only piece
Of my universe that matters
Stars shine all around you
A galaxy of beauty infinite
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Mother
After a long, peaceful sleep
She has awoken
Buds open in her honour
The sweet scent of rose
Fills the air
She has missed her children
The sun rises and sets
On her face
Mothers love is here
She has awoken
Buds open in her honour
The sweet scent of rose
Fills the air
She has missed her children
The sun rises and sets
On her face
Mothers love is here
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Date Night With Myself
Last night was a great evening!
After work I headed home in the sunshine while listening to my mp3 player. Got home and decided that I was going to treat myself in some way for making through an excrutiating day at work.
So, I showered and changed and made my way down Robson. Did some window shopping and couldn't really find anything that I wanted. That's the way it usually goes when I've got money burning in my pocket! lol I hopped on the skytrain and went to Metrotown as I was still bent on doing some retail therapy. It was not to be. Got back on the train, put my tunes as loud as I could handled and enjoyed the ride back into the city.
Walking up Davie street, I had worked up an appetite. So, I decided to go to my favorite restaurant, Bin 942. I was able to sit right in front of the kitchen. I was sitting on a barstool in front of the 2 chefs working. What a great treat to have front row seats! Let's just say the wine, beef tenderloin and chocolate suffle were a great way to start unwinding from a long day.
I feel like I'm starting to slip away from the creative energy. Think tonight I'm going to head to Opus and get some more supplies and work on a piece. I might try to do some poetry too. I've thought of some things that I want to write about, and I can't neglect it anymore. I read an article yesterday in one of the papers here and this guy (who could've been me) said that he was creative, but he couldn't leave his job because of the financial implications (just like me) and the columnist said, (and I'm paraphrasing) "use some of the money you're making to make art - get it going". That's exactly what I need to do. My focus isn't quite what it should be - and I know why. It's because I'm stuck in the god-awful miserable job that doesn't bring me one iota of satisfaction. I actually typed up my resignation today. I literally debated about leaving at lunch and not coming back. But, I have a little more respect. I'm going to email my boss tonight and give her my resignation.
Will update later. PEACE!
After work I headed home in the sunshine while listening to my mp3 player. Got home and decided that I was going to treat myself in some way for making through an excrutiating day at work.
So, I showered and changed and made my way down Robson. Did some window shopping and couldn't really find anything that I wanted. That's the way it usually goes when I've got money burning in my pocket! lol I hopped on the skytrain and went to Metrotown as I was still bent on doing some retail therapy. It was not to be. Got back on the train, put my tunes as loud as I could handled and enjoyed the ride back into the city.
Walking up Davie street, I had worked up an appetite. So, I decided to go to my favorite restaurant, Bin 942. I was able to sit right in front of the kitchen. I was sitting on a barstool in front of the 2 chefs working. What a great treat to have front row seats! Let's just say the wine, beef tenderloin and chocolate suffle were a great way to start unwinding from a long day.
I feel like I'm starting to slip away from the creative energy. Think tonight I'm going to head to Opus and get some more supplies and work on a piece. I might try to do some poetry too. I've thought of some things that I want to write about, and I can't neglect it anymore. I read an article yesterday in one of the papers here and this guy (who could've been me) said that he was creative, but he couldn't leave his job because of the financial implications (just like me) and the columnist said, (and I'm paraphrasing) "use some of the money you're making to make art - get it going". That's exactly what I need to do. My focus isn't quite what it should be - and I know why. It's because I'm stuck in the god-awful miserable job that doesn't bring me one iota of satisfaction. I actually typed up my resignation today. I literally debated about leaving at lunch and not coming back. But, I have a little more respect. I'm going to email my boss tonight and give her my resignation.
Will update later. PEACE!
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
The winds of change are starting to blow....
Sometimes I have faith in myself, and other times I wish that I had more.
This is one of the most interesting times that I've had in my entire life. I'm on some sort of path and I'd like to think that most of the time I think that things will work out, and then a curve ball comes from out of nowhere and I have no idea what I'm doing. Someone told me that "to be on your own path and yet consider other paths, I think that is a balance hard to acheieve. You've got to be a patient person, a good listener and have a talent to compromise." I agree.
I know that writing poetry and painting is my passion and love. This is the most creative I've ever felt in my entire (almost) 36 years. I want to have faith that I could do these things I love and that my path would be clearer. My dream would be to do this full-time. To me it's not about money, glamour or prestiege. I believe 100% that when you find your calling and doing it, everything will fall into place. You might not be making a six figure salary or travel the world, but you will be at peace with yourself, and be happy. I'm trying how to fit this belief into my being and life. Guess it's part of the journey. Sometimes I wish that it would just hurry up and happen. I'd like to believe that I have enough faith in myself that I could do it - art could - no wait - SHOULD be my life. Maybe it's because I have all of this flux in my life right now. I'm trying to simplify, but I don't want to be a starving artist either!
I must have faith in myself.
This is one of the most interesting times that I've had in my entire life. I'm on some sort of path and I'd like to think that most of the time I think that things will work out, and then a curve ball comes from out of nowhere and I have no idea what I'm doing. Someone told me that "to be on your own path and yet consider other paths, I think that is a balance hard to acheieve. You've got to be a patient person, a good listener and have a talent to compromise." I agree.
I know that writing poetry and painting is my passion and love. This is the most creative I've ever felt in my entire (almost) 36 years. I want to have faith that I could do these things I love and that my path would be clearer. My dream would be to do this full-time. To me it's not about money, glamour or prestiege. I believe 100% that when you find your calling and doing it, everything will fall into place. You might not be making a six figure salary or travel the world, but you will be at peace with yourself, and be happy. I'm trying how to fit this belief into my being and life. Guess it's part of the journey. Sometimes I wish that it would just hurry up and happen. I'd like to believe that I have enough faith in myself that I could do it - art could - no wait - SHOULD be my life. Maybe it's because I have all of this flux in my life right now. I'm trying to simplify, but I don't want to be a starving artist either!
I must have faith in myself.
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