my cosmos flowers...

my cosmos flowers
blown by the wind
still standing tall
bright as sunshine
and merry full
thunder of words
a spade drawn
still bright as sunshine
not a blood oozed
at sticking thorns...

let's begin...

sunrise meets sunset
thought you've rested
new night, new day
dawn couldn't be better

you're young today
but time can't wait
tomorrow you'll be wrinkled
like everybody else, IF

everyone will have his day
some long, some short and sweet
old folks, old times now cast
in bins of that cruel time machine

you've thought you've won
your journey is just beginning
who knows you'll just stay young
young at heart forever and a day

it meant no old age
can't reach that finish line
no retirement, no staring at the sunset
it wasn't meant to be

life is an enigma
as life is borrowed free
life is ageless and timeless
don't be fooled in disbelief...

so let us never dish the old for we will get there too, if God is kind to us :>

my dream gate project is complete :)

and i designed it myself :) people will buy a piece of art and enjoy it or look at it in their lifetime. maybe in the same amount i donated a gate where numerous kids will pass through in pursuit of their dreams. worth almost 10,000 USD. it is a gate project from the heart. very expensive, yes! but it's definitely worth it :> ...thanks so much to God for the rare opportunity to serve my former elementary school. it is both an honor and a pleasure...

somewhere in time

goodbyes and farewells...

well kept memories
well kept loves
farewells and goodbyes
we'll have a taste of that

days will roll
nights will drop
soon it will be over
one by one for all of us

bitter than a muse's farewell
tasteless as a prince's goodbye
licked by the winner, time
all flushed under the ground

slowly as a funeral march
80, 90 or 100 years past
some even sooner
life goes on like that

no one owns it
no one can hold it
no one will have it forever
for life is only borrowed
and
you'll return it soon enough...

that's the silent message of all saint's day...love will say its farewell and goodbye like false magic that won't last...

somewhere in time
where laughter rides
eagles and falcons fly
propelled by the wind
under the sunlit blue sky

white doves are left behind
can't soar so high, up high
left without the dreams
wings without a flap
doves and falcons won't thrive...