F's Space

Thursday, September 20, 2012

PLACE

The Place

There’s a place

in the mountain tops,

where I want to linger,

spending the rest of my days

in hours of sweet scented slumber;

living off the rich and bounteous earth

that savors a multitude of dark secrets of life;

waiting for that final and fleeting moment in time,

when the birds will sing forever and brooks will run along;

and deer would flock around to join in the beauty of life’s sojourn;

when the caller cometh to take me away to wallow in that Garden so green.

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2007

Family

Bless you Papa,

for sowing the seed that germinates life

within this beautiful world.

Bless you Mama,

for nurturing life and bringing it forth

with a miraculous birth.

Bless you Brother,

for reaping the fruits that ripen with time

amidst laughter and love.

Bless you Sister,

for supporting the family in good times and bad

with a love that’s so tender.

Shame you Papa,

for running it all and seeing it decay

with fire and turmoil.

Shame you Mama,

for wasting each day and letting it all

turn into strife and sorrow.

Shame you Brother,

for sitting in silence and serving us all

with a bitter tomorrow.

Shame you Sister,

for the insecure life that has failed us wthin

and sees no good future.

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2005

‘Twas the break of dawn

as my feet kissed the lawn.

And I stepped outside,

amidst the stillness of the tide.

Breathing the cool air

that whistled through my hair.

As I sat down to view,

a Water Monitor slid through.

The twittering of the birds,

would have woken up the nerds.

A bright red ball up high,

rolled out into the sky.

Bringing life into the Lagoon;

What a beautiful tune,

That plays itself, every single day.

Eco Village, Dodanduwa, Sri Lanka, Aug 21, 2005

Nuwara Eliya

Rail me back to Nuwara Eliya,
There's where the tea and the pears and berries grow.
There's where the streams trickle sweet in the springtime.
There's where the mist in the morning hangs low.

Drive me round the vast open spaces,
There's where the dairy and the meat and veggies grow.
There's where the horses neigh snorting in the sunshine.
There's where the flowers bloom brightly from their bough.

Walk me up old Piduru-tala-gala,
There's where the fauna and the wily old fox roams.
There's where the rocks are hewn all over nature.
There's where true peace reigns calm in our home.

Take me down to the lush green Plains.
There's where the birds and the bees and fauna go.
There's where the world seems to end in its lifetime.
There's where the beauty of life seems to flow.

Riyadh 2006

[to be sung to the tune of "Carry me back to old Virginny"]

TOMORROW

Tomorrow

Is there such a day
as tomorrow,
that will bring sunshine
and take away the rain
and the agony of pain
from this big blue marble
where humanity struggles
for survival
maybe, in vain?

Is there such a time
as the future,
that will change
the evil ways
and bring happier days
into hearts and minds
of each and evey kind
where life struggles
maybe, tomorrow?

Riyadh 2005

LOST IN TIME

Lost in Time

We seem to be lost in time
busy with our commerce;
making money and building towers,
waging wars and reaping flowers.
What did our old folks do
in their lazy old lifetime
to bring forth such a generation
of humanity that seems to be
totally lost in time?