when flowers bloom...

more of spring's colorful symphony. the one on top is my very own red bud tree, (but in truth it is really purple in color, a misnomer) it's in full bloom. a beauty and happiness :>

the dark side of the sky

like underground tunnels
that are secretive and bare
like love hate relationships
that are doomed to fail

the sky is the source
of the dark known force
like hurricanes, typhoons
tornadoes and cyclones

of the beaten blues
of harrowing sadness
of travails and gloom
of catastrophic changes
befallen on victims' shoes

come wailing cries
of mothers and widows
come flowing tears
of children and lost souls

the sky is dark
if void of stars
like day of darkness
or one sorrowful night
that only the sun's rays
can make it bright
that only the sun's shine
can bring much needed light...

true love could never entertain hate, as lies and deceit come on hidden "underground" passages...and you can "pen" this as coming from cyberspace via the "sky" from me :) and I'm pretty sure it won't "d-isintegrate" before it reaches you...(^_~)...

"what comes around goes around" & vice versa :)

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND >>>> One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.. Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry. He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you. He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.' Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt. As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid. Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him.. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way. He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me.' He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight. A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan . After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin. There were tears in her eyes when she read w hat the lady wrote: 'You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.' Under the napkin were four more $100 bills. Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard.... She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, 'Everything' s going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.'

Thanks again dear friend, Erlinda :) Words of wisdom and acts of kindness and love, in some other ways God finds ways to give it back... like the wheel of fortune, the wheel of life...thanks to the owners of above images, truly wonderful works of art :)

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Billy Joel with "The River of Dreams" the song on air at this moment, wonderful :)

love is here to stay

can you measure me
with the wind
as you pass by
can you measure me
with the sun
as you drop by

a mere inch there
or more a meter here
a second flashing shot
of a moment's minute life
filled with cascading colors
jammed with fragrant smell
one spring, one summer
one fall and even winter

all captured
with just that click
of a hand
all taken to live
in memory
created in a blog

love is here to stay
with that special smile
love created and bloomed
with that light hearted
memory slowly embedded
in your loving and beating heart

flowers flowers every where
come spring in May or of July's summer
even autumn's falling leaves is mirth
beauty as it falls as it fades
as it says goodbye to this good earth

love, yes love will always be around
as you and me bid our adieu and then depart
this planet earth with its paradise
God given glory, God created Eden
for all mankind to nurture and to enjoy while it last

beauty that's priceless
beauty that is free
beauty that is owned
by you and me
for only just a fraction of a time
for only just a moment of our short timed life...

under that sad blue sky

quiet and peace
reigned here
besides your heart
dark blue and deep
beyond that enormous
far away gaze
as you close your eyes
to sleep

still and silent is the night
cold and drafty is the dawn
that came knocking and banging
at your closed shut door

as you lay with
your arms folded
in your chest
as you shift
from sides to sides
all alone in that bed
of fragrant roses
of buzzing noises
and silent kisses
of soft enchanting music
that is no more
to haunt you
that is no more
to cast a spell on you
that is no more to
trick you
with wide open eyes
of deceit and lies...

for all those who believed and was disappointed. it's time to wake up :)

when tulips bloom...

in my little garden...it meant much happiness :> taken today...

nature's colorful symphony

paradise on earth, similar to a golden sparkling sky. not an ILLUSION, the title of the on going melody, kinda sad. but these are true and lovely May spring flowers captured for eternity, that bring smiles :) pics taken yesterday, pls. click to enlarge...

my tulips, a cat and memories of a waterfall

finally i have a shot of this cuddly light brown furry cat that J.C. is feeding since January around the house with sausage, he said. again i hear that usual rant, "mom if no one owns that cat, can i have it?" laughs. I'm not for cats for i prefer dogs but I'll take this cutie in "if" no one owns it, but with this lovely creature, i doubt it...it is owned by someone, one of our neighbors maybe...J.C. is an animal lover. we even have this video of dogs at Patar beach for he prefers to take their shots than us, laughs. but this cat is really a beautiful one with its soft delicate semi- brown furs. i wish i can hug her or him but it might run away or worst it's one of those wild astray cats. but still, she or he is very cute, really :)

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yes, it's tulips' time once again. in Holland, Michigan, at this time of year there are millions of tulips for everyone to enjoy, but I've never been there. even in the upper peninsula where the grand hotel is, the setting of my favorite movie, "somewhere in time" i also just saw it in pics. it must be magical in there this time of year. rich people here in the u.s. had vacation homes up north, so they say.

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if i think of magic, i think of the Niagara falls. we've been there twice. both in the Canadian and the New York side. a lot of people in love get married there or make it their honeymoon place, these are folks all over the world. no wonder for it is a stunning place to be. i remember the smell of the fresh floating mist of water touching my face as i walk at the edge of the cliff over looking this gorgeous waterfall as it cascades loudly down below. it is very very invigorating... to the soul and to the spirit second only to the sights and sounds you get in a beach. and it's true. when will be my next trip again? maybe when my brother will be here, God willing. his ten year visa as a tourist will be expiring soon, but never got around to visit me bec. of his business, while others can't even get a visa to come here. and here he is with a pass that he hasn't even used it yet, the irony...and yes, several times we've been to Toronto, Canada. it's only 4 hrs drive from here. maybe i can visit Brian, laughs. but he never even answered my e-mail, so i don't think it will happen, laughs. it's okay though, still i wish his success and happiness in the future. time heals broken hearts as the wind covers heavy foot prints etched in the sand...

our little abode at springtime

our 3 bedrooms, plus 1 downstairs and 2 baths little house with a finished basement which is equivalent to another floor only buried underground for tornado shelter purposes. we're lucky indeed for no such thing yet had ever happened in our city for years and years now. thank God :) yes, glorious spring is here, with my pink and purple red bud tree that i planted 4-5 years ago. two of them but the other one is male i think for there is no bloom. oh well. and yup we just had our driveway done. Michael could bike better without bumps to navigate now. pics are all taken today :)

snapshots of spring