Imagine

I found this text while I was searching for the original version of "Song from a Secret Garden". It's so wonderful.



"Imagine...

Our world floating silently in space. Around it, a white dove flies-- forever circling. Every one hundred years, the dove's wing touches the face of the earth. The time it would take for the feathered wing to wear this planet down into nothing: eternity. But within eternity, time passes. Withing time there is change. Soon, the wing of the white dove will touch our world again. The dawn of a new century... a time for a new beginning."

Quotes on MOTHERS and FATHERS

I made this quote for my mother. She's loving and sweet, and I love her. Because of my love for her, I ended up making this...

Mothers are the closest friends their children can have. Even if the child grows up, a mother is always their. Time can never be turned back, and life only flows in one direction.

A mother is one of the biggest gems in a child's treasure chest--precious, valuable, priceless, and irreplaceable.

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I love my dad, even if he is a kill joy at times. *giggles* Well, you know them, always tired but still going strong for their children...

Fathers are like bees that are always out looking for honey to keep their hive up and running. It's not that they want to spend so little time with their kids. They cherish their children. But if he doesn't work, his most precious gems would be buried in dust.

In the garden of a child's heart, the father blooms fully just right next to the mother.

Dawn Zephyr

From the west, a light breeze blows.
Caressing my face gently as it goes.
A soft whisper; a faint chill through my veins,
Euphoria I have found outside the fanes.

Slowly, as the world was yet in slumber,
I climbed the icy mountain path that made me shudder.
At its tip, I awaited the coming of the day.
I let my mind wander to the land of the Fay.

A world where war does not exist,
Where men of old never clench their fist;
Where 'battle' and 'blood-spill' are words untold;
This is my world. To all, behold!

Oh, but 'tis in vain that I speak of this.
For this world is but part of my creative bliss.
I am left with not other choice than to go back
To the truth that has left my road with a crack.

The wind had stopped, but it was still dark.
There was not light, not a single spark.
Feeling bereft of hope, I stood up with a sigh.
I looked out at the endless sky.

Just as I was about to lead myself astray,
To a warm tang of crimson the sky changes from gray.
The gentle breeze that enticed my senses,
It made me remember that I was beyond the fences.

With no trepidations, as I stood without a stir,
I knew that I was experiencing the dawn zephyr.

Thou Art

Thou art a dream fulfilled.
I see in thine eyes a world
where I am most contented.
In thee I find the peace
that my heart has yearned.

Thou art my sanctuary.
In thine arms I am secure.
I am not afraid.
My only fear is losing thee
and being out of thy hold.

Thou art a star.
Why dost thou seem to be
within my reach,
but still thou art out of my grasp?
Thy love illuminates my nights.

Thou art still a mystery.
From whence thou comest,
I do not know.
How thy sweet words ever took my heart
fills me with queries.

Thou art the keeper of my love.
Do not give it back to me.
I will not take it back,
even if thou wilst proclaim that
Thy heart hath had enough.

Thou art my world, my life.
A day without thee,
Oh, I would feel as though
I have been bereft of everything.
My breaths would seem to cease,
For losing thee would be like
being pierced by a spear with a poisoned tip.

Thou art my all.
I shall love thee 'til the end.

Totoo Nga Ba?

Tunay nga ba na ako'y nagpakatanga
Para mahulog sa iyong mga matatamis na salita?
Mangako man sa sarili'y hindi uubra,
Datapwat nabulag muli ang aking mga mata.

Malaman ang totoo ang tanging minimithi,
Upang hindi na mangamba ang puso kong muli.
Ang kabagabagan ng pag-ibig na ito
Ay hindi pa rin nasasagot sa kabila ng pagpupunyagi ko.

Well, you guys can translate it yourself.

Words Are Not Enough

I don't think saying "I love you" is enough
To prove to you that this is not a bluff.
Words can mean a lot of things,
which can sometimes lead to new beginnings.

But though some words are really sweet,
You must always be ready to accept defeat.
For how can I know it's true
If, before you do, you wait for a cue?

Still, I trust that pain is something I'd never feel.
In your arms, I know the feeling is real.

Across the Bay

The waves clash heavily with the rocks.
The sky all scattered with its blue hue.
The birds fly with their flocks.
They're free to soar without a cue.

The water stretches far over the horizon.
The palm trees sway with the breeze.
The south wind blows... unchanging direction.
The world and other things seemed to cease.

I see the dolphins jump in different ways.
To breathe the air is part of their needs.
But I would gladly trade my every day's
most precious belongings just to see the ocean beads.

Though, magnificent the earthly wonders may be.
To be part of the sea is what this heart has yearned.
Maybe someday I'll be a part of its epitome.
But for now, to love it is what I have learned.

Watching the world and its beauty unfold
Eternity would seem like a day,
For the seas, the oceans, and the skies are stories untold...
Stories that can never be revealed in just one say.

In the deepest trenches of the sea,
There are things that cannot be replaced in any other way.
In my mind, those that are hidden are what I see
As I watch the beauty unfolding across the bay.

Moonrise

Memories of the past long-forgotten come back.
Harmony--it's what our worlds lack.
The beams of light illuminate the night.
I was taken against my will, but without a fight.
I entered a realm that stretched beyond my sight.

Everything was in a state of serenity.
Nature was in essence with the world's fidelity.
But at that moment, the world was dark.
Still you could here the song of the skylark.
In my heart, everything there left a mark.

Music is what I heard through the rustling trees.
What I saw, more beautiful than France's Pyrenees.
Staying there seemed to set my heart on fire.
Going wherever I wanted became a worn-out desire.
That place was all I wanted to admire.

Trekking the forest by the lake, seeing the faint glow
Of the moon reflected by the water was quite a show.
Then the little creatures of the night came.
They helped me, in one way, get rid of all my shame.
I knew that if I left, nothing would be the same.

I realized that I was in this beautiful moon-dome.
Still, my heart yearned for my true home.
As I was leaving, I was caught by surprise.
The stars formed a message for me in the skies.
"Remember us always during every moonrise."

Northern Lights

The eerie and unearthly silence fills the air.
The wind--the only thing there is to hear.
But it is not the only thing to feel.

Staring at the spectrum of lights,
My shadow cast-off by the sudden spark,
The rest of the world seemed to disappear.

Looking at that sight made me feel small,
Knowing then that that is what I have always been.
But that, which has made me weak, gave me strength.

The different colors--beautiful and vivid,
Some of which were indescribable,
wrapped the skies with its magnificence.

My heart feels a certain kind of joy;
Joy that cannot be found in this mortal realm
Peace, serenity, solemnity... I have found.

A dream it may have been, but a dream so uncanny.
I bring myself back there in times of confusion.
Oh, how I wish I could truly see the Northern Lights.