Mr. Sun

Photography, Poetry, Uncategorized

Hello to you, you’re the king up once more

Before a rain comes along, dry the land as you did before

So I could smell again the fragrance  of the petrichor

That scent  the earth breathes out

Along a rainbow in the South

The earth could miss you no more

The longing clothespins by the thousand olden door

Please don’t go  away

The playground’s swing in frown will sway

 

When clouds shrouded you

And cried a river or two

The face of the sky was gloomy and blue

But now the wind shares a happier blow

As your smile begins to beam through my window

And it feels like the sweet kisses of summer

The vast green and the bright flora remember to glimmer

The scent of the newly cut grass that my friend once knew

The hymns of their tweets that flew

The heart beats the song of freedom

The feet dance to  serenity’s rhythm

 

My soul begins to sing, play and run

Hello, I miss you, Mr. Sun!

 

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August 24, 2013, 2:35 PM

Under my favorite tree, Sunken Garden

(Post typhoon Maring Reflections :))

Downpour

Life Lessons and Impressions, Photography, Uncategorized

Downpour.

As though heaven drops the tears of joy of the angels. Checking if the rain has stopped, I looked out through the glass window beside our office elevator. It made me pause once more. I gave a closer look as I magnified each drop and smelled the scent of nostalgia. I was brought back to reminiscence of some meaningful memories I had with the rain. It’s been quite a while since I’ve found myself amazed like a child as it gracefully falls like a supernatural kiss of heaven to the earth.

Fall.

Some more.