Thursday, March 27, 2008
LOVE- THE UNQUENCHABLE FIRE THAT WARMS OUR HEARTS
Amidst all the darkness, the bitterness, the hatred, the loneliness and sorrows that abound the world, there is a bright shinning element that lightens up the heavy burdens of our existence, and that is love. It is the unquenchable fire that warms our hearts and thaws the coldness of even the most frigid individual. There is no exception. All individuals have the right to love and be loved.
When the eyes of those who are truly in love are locked in that longing and endearing glance, there is that moment of magic that no power on earth can ever negate. And when that longing and endearing glance ends up in a passionate embrace and tender kiss, the world stop revolving for a time to give way to that instance of magic and enchantment.
Yes, no words can ever describe the joy and the increasing beat of the heart of the one who is truly in love. There is no distance, no hindrance, no barrier that could ever separate two souls truly in love with each other. The heart knows, the heart discerns the presence of a love one because time stands still whenever our beloved is around. Music fills the air and the surrounding scenes turns rose colored. There is magic everywhere and we feel like dancing to the beat of the rhythm of our hearts. Our souls soar to heavenly heights screaming with pure joy and ecstasy. Yes nothing, no force on earth can ever replicate the marvelous feeling of being in love. LOVE CONQUERS ALL.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Dreams have a reality all their own. To the person who indulges in its escapist world, it is as real as you and me. Do you remember the time when as a kid, we used to have our own imaginary friends? Or how about the castles in the air we escaped to when things were bleak in our real world?
I remember when I was a child and I dreamed of my own world of make believe. My favorite spot was our window upstairs. I would pretend that it was an airplane and I was a pilot that flew it wherever I wanted it to go. I would simulate so many dogfights and bomb runs on the territories of the enemy.
Sometimes, I would pick up cottons from inside our dilapidated living room sofa and blew them outside our window. Then I would pretend that they formed into the big shapely clouds that adorned our skies.
Even when I was already a young teen, I would still indulge in my make believe world. It was a world of idyllic beauty, with a breath taking lake and a garden full of gorgeous flowers and luscious fruit bearing trees. Oh, I was always lost in the enchanting beauty and grandeur of that escapist world with the lady of my dreams. Food was no problem for us for the lake was full of fishes jumping in the air. And we have our own menagerie of farm animals to provide us meat. We planted our own colorful vegetables in our garden patch.
The girl of my dreams was so beautiful, perfect in every way. I made so many poems and love letters to her. But alas, all dreams have their endings. I was brought back to the harsh realities of life. I have to go on with my schooling and later on, with my work. But my enchanted world was so good and real while it lasted.
Dreams Are My Reality - Richard Sanderson