Passion

O people of this village

Do not think that I came here

to sell the remains of love

sticking to the tail of my dress …

open not your mouth, in shock

Hide not the eyes of your children

If their eyes explored the details of my aching body.

the brown wheat in your fields

is addicted to my perfume

and the flames of your burning summer

awakens the lust for life

that sleeps in my veins

I’m the widow of injustice

walking your streets,

Wearing the thirst of years

and years of sadness

I come in peace

to revive in you

What once lived in you

What now dies in you

The “Passion for life.”

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Dancing On The Shore Of Illusion!

Dance with me…

On the shores of this amazing illusion,

pull me closer to you

whisper to me,

that you love me…

teach me all the required steps

to master this dance

I want to give my best performance tonight…

Help me to learn the melody

of those yellow leaves scattered under our feet…

to enjoy the tenderness of the sand…

Dance with me…

Help me to break free,

Save me

from the bloody wire of thorns they wrapped around my waist

I’m the soft breath of early summer in my land

A butterfly,

who feels so weak, I have been captured by hand…

they took my voice, my clothes, and burnt down my house

they killed the children in my village

and covered the fields in black

they even threatened the sun,

and the moon was too scared to come out at night

they hushed the mothers , so nobody hears them cry!

But they couldn’t take my pen away,

nor my ability to smile,

they were surprised that I can dance still,

when my feet are wrapped in chains

They didn’t know that injured birds also sing

they sing so lovely even when in pain

they didn’t know that earth will continue its tour

and the sun is waiting to meet us again!

They forgot that God is more powerful than their weapons

and that the will of the poor and sad will one day win

I promised to keep writing and dancing

Even when I’m dancing in pain

So, Dance with me tonight!

Let your words be my music

and your voice, a rhythm

Teach me to dance, teach me..

bring me closer to your breath,

And only then, step back and leave me

Never lay a kiss on my virgin lips

never set a sigh

never crave a sensitive touch,

my perfume

or a look

from my sad eyes,

All I want for tonight

Is a moment of transparency

maybe tomorrow we won’t be here

and you

and me

we’ll be, two travelers

searching for their country

for a home, to their never-ceasing nostalgia,

two strangers,

Who once met, and danced for a brief,

in sad harmony

on the shores of an illusion..

We are not them!

Don’t be afraid my love

Our story is different from theirs

The rain will tell you

that you are my passion

and then, the wind knows it too

Winter realizes how I love you

since the cold, makes me long for your warmth so,

And I know, love

how you stay up in your nights

the moon is my spy, you see

and he told yesterday

how in love you are with me

Don’t be afraid my love

Our story is different from theirs

We live because we love

because we are born in love

And I,

I could feel, your heart pulses

sneaking into my blood

and you,

you could feel me in your heart

setting fire, controlling the beats

you are mine , and I am yours

and tomorrow,

spring will blossom in our dreams

and the sun,

will send its warmth to ignite every hope

and life will always smile…

But in difficulties,

I promise,

In the middle of the rain

I will be there for you

to care and ease your pain

and we will grow stronger

because our love is true

so don’t worry about others, we are not them!

forget you fear, and allow me sir

to keep falling in love with you.

A Wedding In Wonderland!

Re-blogged from  Photo Nature Blog (http://photonatureblog.com/2012/01/13/snowy-river/)

Snowy River January 13, 2012

Last week my fellow blogger Photo Nature Blog posted this amazing photo on his blog. The first time I saw it I was speechless, for the first time in my life I wasn’t able to put two words together to give the talented photographer the complement he deserves. I commented on the photo by simply saying “speechless”, and felt that this word replaces thousands of complements!

But for some reason, I wasn’t able to delete the memory of this photo from my mind, nor to distract myself from thinking about it! That was weird to me since I’m not much of a snow person, I actually don’t like winter and can’t wait until spring replaces it! So why couldn’t I stop thinking about this precise photo? Well it’s simple “I was inspired”! Something inside my head kept shouting out, wanting to describe the beauty that this lens has captured, therefore I wrote:

My eager thoughts abandoned me , in a moment time has stopped!

Eyes wide open, I was looking around,

Is this a dream?

or a vision of what heaven might be?

Frozen beauty surrounding me, angel corals singing from above

Trees, just like shy brides, dressed in White!

I wonder where the groom might be

Nature is invited to witness this love,

Even the lake sang most beautifully

Snow fairies flying around, sending kisses of refreshing cold

Oh my!  how this cold feels warm inside, I’m beholding God’s touch of beauty

Blessed I felt, among Man, to be here on this glorious day

when winter weds this part of Earth, and grants thee such wonderful grace,

I wanted to skate, just like the whisperers of the elegant breathe

touching the surface of that fluffy crust with nothing but may bare feet!

I gaze around, in so much joy! “Oh winter! You talented painter you!

An artist!

What a wonderful piece work!

Have I fallen back in love with you?

Oh winter! You’ve awaken my soul, and the poet that has been sleeping for a while inside of me!

Oh Winter! Ever so slow in you reactions, oh how wise of you

to stop your journey and take your time and paint

the most beautiful painting I’ve seen!

With my feet dipped in snow, and my body shivering with that warming cold,

A snow fake lands on a tree branch next to me!

I reach for it, with a delicate hand

but something within awakens me!

Alas! I wasn’t in wonderland!

I was in a dream inside a photo

a talented photographer has captured this scene!

Alas! It felt so real though, that I’ll never forget this wedding celebration

When the trees, dressed in white, held hands with snow and said “I do” !

Soon you’ll be leaving on your honeymoon, As springs sets foot and replaces You!

A glimpse of life without you!

I opened my eyes and you weren’t there!

your part of the bed was empty,

Not a glimpse of your black hair

under that cozy blanky!

I missed the touch of your feet,

as they try to warm mine,

no noise was heard down street

And even the sun didn’t shine!

I felt as If time has stopped arround me

I searched for you,  your clothes were gone

What’s going on, how could this be!

“What is done cannot be undone!

A voice in my head declared!

My heart beating in fear, I Dialed your number

Biting my nails off, counting the seconds

“This number is not yet in service!” came the answer!

As if someone erased you from my life!

I was going mad, My breath became heavy

about to fall down to my knees,

your gentle touch shook me

Your tender voice ever so clear

woke me:

“Baby, you’re having a nightmare!

As If I haven’t seen you in so long,

I rushed eagerly to hug you,

you hugged back, but I held you strong

So close to my heart

A glimpse of how dark and lonely,

my life if you hadn’t been in it!

I don’t care if I have to stay awake

till the end of times,

I’m not having another dream without you!


Cheers My Love!

Cheers my love,

You had me smile again,

In the kindness of your heart

I found the cure of all my pain…

All the darkness of my past,

you wiped out…

You had me learn, that

every bitter night I once lived ,

every tear I once wept

Every day I spent before we met

were not a part of my life,

I now define “life”: the day I met you!

Cheers, raise your glass with me,

it’s a toast of gratitude that we’re in love,

It’s been a year since we joined our souls, and lives

I recap,

our smiles, our hugs,

our silly fights, our late night dinners,

my tears, and your soothing touch,

This year, like the one before,

you’re the best gift I ever got!

I pray that my gift will be the same next year, and for years to come,

Cheers my love!

you lighten my burdens, you brighten my days,

because of you I’m a happier woman,

in so many ways,

Let’s say our prayers,

and drink our wine,

It’s enough for me to know

that in this new year,

you’ll still be, All mine…

Cheers!


Happy in the heart of Jesus!(1) “The Joy Of Giving”

Matthew 21 “Jesus said to him, “If you would be perfect, go, sell what you possess and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; and come, follow me.”

Little Angelina was so delighted when the school bell rang at 2:00  PM! “Happy holidays everyone, don’t forget to study as well!” But she couldn’t hear her teacher last words, she was running out of the class with so much excitement. Tomorrow the Christmas– New year holiday start and she already has so many plans on how to spend the vacation.

That night her uncle Mike came to visit, and she just loves spending time with him. Especially when they walk to the nearby market and do some shopping for candies and toys. Mike held her little hand and helped her cross the road, she was jumping up and down in excitement. They entered Mr. Clerck‘s ‘grocery as usual, and her eyes started gazing at the sweets section in eager. When Mike told her to go pick all the sweets her heart desire, she didn’t wait until he finished talking.

As they were heading back home, Angelina was holding her big bag of sweets close to her heart. She suddenly stopped walking, and squeezed her uncles hand, wanting him to look at something. Across the street was a little blond girl almost her age, sitting on the side walk beside her mother. They lit a fire in a garbage box and stood there in their old torn clothes trying to get warm. Angelina watched in surprise as the little girl picked up a left over sandwich from the garbage that a stranger just thrown, and started eating it in a hurry. The girl then stopped eating, and divided the sandwich into two pieces, and gave her mother one.

“Why is this girl eating from the garbage uncle”Angelina asked innocently and disgusted at the same time. “This girl is very poor Angi, she doesn’t have money to buy food.”Her uncle helped her cross the street to where the girl was sitting, he took out his wallet , reached for a 20 $ paper and gave it to the mother. The woman’s eyes lit up with sad happiness, and a shy smile “May Jesus bless you, and your little girl”she prayed. Angi replied with her eyes fixed on the little girl who hid behind her mother “No, he’s my uncle not my dad”. “You have a wonderful uncle”the woman replied. Angelina was more interrested in the girl, she asked her”aren’t you cold, why dont you wear a jacket”

– “I don’t have one” The girl replied head down.

-“Why doesn’t your father buy you one” Angi insisted.

-“My father is dead”the girl answered looking sadly at the big bag of sweets in Angi’s hand.

“Give her some chocolate Angi”, her uncle encouraged her. But Angi stood there silent for a moment, and then she said “No! these are mine!

Angi that’s rude and unkind, come on give her a chocolate bar!

“I Dont want to! “She said, she pulled out her hand from her uncle’s hand and started running. Afraid that she might get hit by a car, her uncle ran after her.

When he finally caught up with her, he asked her why she ran. “Why did you give that woman money! and why you want me to give the girl my chocolate! do you love them more than me!

“No! off course not. I don’t love anyone more that you. But I was trying to make a good deed to unfortunate people, just like our lord Jesus Christ taught us”.

“What do you mean”

Her uncle explained to her as they walked home how God has granted her with countless blessings, but not everyone is as fortunate as her. That’s why Jesus asked the blesses ones to help those who are in need.”That little girl is cold and hungry, she doesn’t have a place to sleep so she sleeps on the pavement. All she has is the mercy of the lord and the love of her mother. If you have given her that chocolate bar, you would have made her little heart happy, and her weak body a bit stronger, and you’d still have a lot of chocolate left for you! Imagine you were in her shoes! Cold and scared!

That night, Angelina couldn’t fall asleep. All she could think of is that little girl. And she kept imagining herself in her shoes “homeless, cold and hungry!

When the morning came, Angi’s parents searched the house for her. She wasn’t there! On her bed was a letter, I’m with the girl, I’ll be home soon.

Her uncle knew where to find her”, back in town Mike saw Angi sitting on the pavement talking and laughing with the little girl, as they were sharing Chocolate bars and sweets. Mike noticed the girl wearing Angi’s coat, and her pink shoes.

Uncleeeeeeeeee! Angi yelled in excitement when she saw him, he gave her a big hug! “Why did you leave the house without telling anyone! why didn’t you ask me to come with you!

Angi answered with her head down “But uncle, Jesus told us if we do a good deed we should not tell anyone about it!

Mike couldn’t be more proud, his eyes filled up with tears! “oh Angi, one day I wish I have a baby girl just like you!

As they walked home, Mike asked her “Are you ok with sharing your candies and clothes with that poor girl!

Yes uncle, I’m happy”She said jumping up and down!

“That’s the joy of giving, now you’re happy in the heart of Jesus”May he bless your pure soul.

As you decorate your Christmas tree, and plan Christmas dinner menus, as you go shopping for clothes and gifts this month. Please don’t forget that there’s always someone round the corner less fortunate than you, and a small gesture might save his life, warm his heart and make him pray for you. That’s how you’ll truely be happy in the heart of Jesus this season.

Rana

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A Thing or Two about Happiness and love.

“Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own”. Robert Heinlein .

As humans, we are sometimes very selfish. We want the best of everything, and that’s not so bad. But when we forget about the happiness of those around us and keep focusing on ourselves, we bring sadness, discomfort, anger, and conflicts not only to them but to ourselves as well. It’s a well-known fact that happy people spread positive energy around them, and vice verse.

So here’s a thought for you this week:

When was the last time you did something nice to that special someone in your life, or to a person you really care about?

When was the last time you showed appreciation to those who share your life journey?

Don’t think about what the other person did for you, just take the initiation. Take a decision right now that this week of your life is to give love and appreciation to people you care about. Maybe a phone call with warm words to your mom will delight her heart, a post card to an old friend. A romantic dinner in a special place will re-ignite the flames of love between you and your spouse.

Just A thing or Two to think about, and believe me its worth the shot.

Have a great week.

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I’m Leaving, There’s no other way!

I’m leaving …

but will you hold me harder as we dance

The warmth of your perfume still runs through my veins

and this feeling of bitter happiness is smothering me

I wonder:

What If it was our last embrace

Once upon a time,

I was reborn from the ecstasy of your kiss

And once upon a time

I ‘ll give you my last breath

As we dance and dance in so much  grace

I wonder What if :

the Earth grows smaller than an orange

Won’t  I stay

Won’t we meet on the change of every night and day

a poor girl I am

always Wondering what if

I’m leaving soon

But only if you knew…

I don’t know from which port I shall depart

Or which destination Am I to seek

I’m heading towards a vague cliff

And All I know , My love , is:

”since the day I was lost In your kiss

I was reborn.”

I don’t know Where we met

and what was the shape of our lives before

I don’t remember how you held me so close to your ribs

and we became one

swaying  barefoot by that shore

In the ecstasy of that mania

All I recall is that

We died and we risen,  in a moment of passion

And I was lost In your kiss

Nothing else is appealing any more

It breaks my heart to say I’m leaving

As we dance again

I will whisper the words into your ears as I walk away,

I’m leaving, it’s not that simple, but there’s no other way.

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