Where is beauty in fire?
Where is beauty in destruction?
Where is beauty in all of life's dissipation?
Is it the peace it offers?
Is it the rest after pain?
Is it the light that it produces in times that we burn?
Right now it remains a question.
I know that ice cannot be compared to fire.
I know that ice cannot be better than inferno.
I know that, somewhere along the lines, ice cannot be the right choice.
Showing posts with label beauty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beauty. Show all posts
Friday, July 23, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Beautiful People
The world is full of wonderful people -- wonderful people with different stories to tell; wonderful people with different perspectives and situations in life.
Sometimes, even these people who are beautiful in their own respective ways, because of all the crap in life, cannot see the beauty in them.
I want it be a mission in my life to help people see how they were magnificently created by God.
Monday, December 1, 2008
The Advent of the Day
I've written a little something last night as I was about to sleep. I just couldn't stop savouring the taste and feel of the coming morning and the beauty of the night. It's as follows:
I miss the old, the morning shade
Where all is painted blue
It's almost like an age ago
That I've seen such scene, such view
So now in bed I make a wish
Hope it would come true
That this day on I'll start the day
Feeling all brand new
I've come to think of it, it's been quite some time since I've last seen the dawn where all is cold, blue, dark, yet what's exciting about it is that you expect the sun to show after quite a little while. Those times that I am able to behold the break of the day are a rarity. The reason is because I rarely ever wake up early in the morning... Even my morning classes are in jeopardy because I have a destructive habit of waking up late. I've never really given it much thought, I realize today.
The thought of the morning soothes me as I wrote this thought in my mind. It's late already -- you'll feel the chill. But somehow I feel sunlight already even though it's still less than 5 hours away from appearing. It just made me really yearn for the advent of the day when the sunlight hasn't yet lit the ground up. It's a cooling, rejuvinating experience, I ponder. Now, it makes me want to experience it more day by day.
I want sunlight in its first glance and rays. I want the morning where the dew are still untouched by light. I want the clouds that show a beautiful shade of blue. I like the streets colored all grey-blue. I want the coolness of the morning touching my soul and not just my skin. I want change. I want newness. I want this everyday.
Maybe it would be difficult for me to learn how to appreciate mornings the conventional way. But this spectacular encounter happening in my soul, I believe, would suffice for that need. It would all be easier now since I seem to have found a new purpose and understanding of the morning. It's an experience.
As I woke up today, I've never felt any better as if I didn't lack the sleep that I always did before. I somehow was able to capture a taste of the morning although it was less than perfect. This is a new day. This is a new start.
I miss the old, the morning shade
Where all is painted blue
It's almost like an age ago
That I've seen such scene, such view
So now in bed I make a wish
Hope it would come true
That this day on I'll start the day
Feeling all brand new
I've come to think of it, it's been quite some time since I've last seen the dawn where all is cold, blue, dark, yet what's exciting about it is that you expect the sun to show after quite a little while. Those times that I am able to behold the break of the day are a rarity. The reason is because I rarely ever wake up early in the morning... Even my morning classes are in jeopardy because I have a destructive habit of waking up late. I've never really given it much thought, I realize today.
The thought of the morning soothes me as I wrote this thought in my mind. It's late already -- you'll feel the chill. But somehow I feel sunlight already even though it's still less than 5 hours away from appearing. It just made me really yearn for the advent of the day when the sunlight hasn't yet lit the ground up. It's a cooling, rejuvinating experience, I ponder. Now, it makes me want to experience it more day by day.
I want sunlight in its first glance and rays. I want the morning where the dew are still untouched by light. I want the clouds that show a beautiful shade of blue. I like the streets colored all grey-blue. I want the coolness of the morning touching my soul and not just my skin. I want change. I want newness. I want this everyday.
Maybe it would be difficult for me to learn how to appreciate mornings the conventional way. But this spectacular encounter happening in my soul, I believe, would suffice for that need. It would all be easier now since I seem to have found a new purpose and understanding of the morning. It's an experience.
As I woke up today, I've never felt any better as if I didn't lack the sleep that I always did before. I somehow was able to capture a taste of the morning although it was less than perfect. This is a new day. This is a new start.
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Beautiful in Your Eyes
I'll believe I'm beautiful
If only you say so
And when that happens
Nothing else matters
The only thing that I
Wanna look beautiful to
Is someone dear to me
Someone like you
You alone complete me
Nothing else matters
I miss you sitting beside me
And the hug that your body hungers
I thought before songs were untrue
But then I found it's real
Only the moment I met you
Now it's funny how it makes me feel
It's like your words alone exist
And your lips is the only language
The only knowledge there is
Now I know, you're love's whole package
I'm at my best today
And the only thing that I need to do is
To look beautiful in your eyes and say
Forever marked within me is your kiss
Writer's notes: What's important in the end is if that someone we love says and sees that we are beautiful. We do not need to be beautiful in the sight of others. The only thing that really matters in the end is that the people around our real lives appreciate us, not what others that we do not even know of or aren't really attached to our lives says so. Let us believe in that and let it be an anchor of our faith in ourselves.
If only you say so
And when that happens
Nothing else matters
The only thing that I
Wanna look beautiful to
Is someone dear to me
Someone like you
You alone complete me
Nothing else matters
I miss you sitting beside me
And the hug that your body hungers
I thought before songs were untrue
But then I found it's real
Only the moment I met you
Now it's funny how it makes me feel
It's like your words alone exist
And your lips is the only language
The only knowledge there is
Now I know, you're love's whole package
I'm at my best today
And the only thing that I need to do is
To look beautiful in your eyes and say
Forever marked within me is your kiss
Writer's notes: What's important in the end is if that someone we love says and sees that we are beautiful. We do not need to be beautiful in the sight of others. The only thing that really matters in the end is that the people around our real lives appreciate us, not what others that we do not even know of or aren't really attached to our lives says so. Let us believe in that and let it be an anchor of our faith in ourselves.
Monday, November 5, 2007
Mirrored
Our faces shining
We see a library of truths
In front, a mirror showing
Not just agony but thoughts
Focus your eyes gracefully
Beyond what our eyes show
[Again] Observe carefully
Take your time, take it slow
It's a start of demise
Of your old man's reason
And it's the birth of promise
When you start to vision
When we see what it shows us
That truth is beauty
And reset our minds
From all our learning
We'll thank the mirrored images
That we used to point fingers
They are not mere lies
They show truth otherwise
Writer's notes: Sometimes [or for some, most of the times] when we see ourselves in the mirror, we don't see beauty. I wrote this so that we might be moved to see the beauty in the mirror. Let us appreciate what we have. They are not just things to hurt us, but it is a new set of learning. Forget a preset bad image of who you are. Put some value in yourself. When you see your weaknesses, don't be bothered, don't be afraid. They show beauty too. Read Romans 7:13-21. We see and feel weakness because we are 'aliens' from it. You are lucky. There are people who are numb of ill-doings. But you aren't... Put on some worth on yourself because you already have it...
We see a library of truths
In front, a mirror showing
Not just agony but thoughts
Focus your eyes gracefully
Beyond what our eyes show
[Again] Observe carefully
Take your time, take it slow
It's a start of demise
Of your old man's reason
And it's the birth of promise
When you start to vision
When we see what it shows us
That truth is beauty
And reset our minds
From all our learning
We'll thank the mirrored images
That we used to point fingers
They are not mere lies
They show truth otherwise
Writer's notes: Sometimes [or for some, most of the times] when we see ourselves in the mirror, we don't see beauty. I wrote this so that we might be moved to see the beauty in the mirror. Let us appreciate what we have. They are not just things to hurt us, but it is a new set of learning. Forget a preset bad image of who you are. Put some value in yourself. When you see your weaknesses, don't be bothered, don't be afraid. They show beauty too. Read Romans 7:13-21. We see and feel weakness because we are 'aliens' from it. You are lucky. There are people who are numb of ill-doings. But you aren't... Put on some worth on yourself because you already have it...
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Beauty in November
I sit outside gates of this house
I gaze towards the grayish clouds
They're really dark and block the sun
It's quiet there's the lack of fun
But I stare again around me gently
I examine things that are beside me
And now I can see the inner beauty
Behind the fogs of reality
This darkness is only for a season
In all that happens, there's a good reason
Let us explore the sides of colors in the skies
Beyond the walls that cloud our eyes
In every season there is beauty
We just need to unlock it like a mystery
Let us adjust the lenses of our eyes
To see [the] real beauty in its disguise
Seasons of sorrows in the brink of night
And laughter in the height of daylight
They're all just the same being
Just one in different clothing
It is such a great and wond'rous discovery
When you begin to see the real scenery
Behind the things that sometimes seem
To temporarily rob our serenity
Writer's notes: I've shared this to the Birthday boy of today, este, Birthday king pala hehehe. I've told him about my [this] reflection before, greeting him in advance for his birthday.
It's about time there is life in what I'm writing, not just mere exercise and expression. Dead naman hahaha.
Eto pala yung original na dapat na i-gift ko (simple gift actually) para kay Kuya Pao, compared ba naman sa worth niya sa'ten diba? Ahehe. (Oo nga naman, come to think of it...) hehehe, at may mga reflections and realizations pa? Galing talaga.
There's always lot to learn (and that is to sleep na siguro, I guess hehe. 1 AM na naman, gising pa rin!).
God bless everyone and to the special birthday celebrant. May he feel special and stop denying it! Hehehe :) Cheers for him! :)
I gaze towards the grayish clouds
They're really dark and block the sun
It's quiet there's the lack of fun
But I stare again around me gently
I examine things that are beside me
And now I can see the inner beauty
Behind the fogs of reality
This darkness is only for a season
In all that happens, there's a good reason
Let us explore the sides of colors in the skies
Beyond the walls that cloud our eyes
In every season there is beauty
We just need to unlock it like a mystery
Let us adjust the lenses of our eyes
To see [the] real beauty in its disguise
Seasons of sorrows in the brink of night
And laughter in the height of daylight
They're all just the same being
Just one in different clothing
It is such a great and wond'rous discovery
When you begin to see the real scenery
Behind the things that sometimes seem
To temporarily rob our serenity
Writer's notes: I've shared this to the Birthday boy of today, este, Birthday king pala hehehe. I've told him about my [this] reflection before, greeting him in advance for his birthday.
It's about time there is life in what I'm writing, not just mere exercise and expression. Dead naman hahaha.
Eto pala yung original na dapat na i-gift ko (simple gift actually) para kay Kuya Pao, compared ba naman sa worth niya sa'ten diba? Ahehe. (Oo nga naman, come to think of it...) hehehe, at may mga reflections and realizations pa? Galing talaga.
There's always lot to learn (and that is to sleep na siguro, I guess hehe. 1 AM na naman, gising pa rin!).
God bless everyone and to the special birthday celebrant. May he feel special and stop denying it! Hehehe :) Cheers for him! :)
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