“Earth has not anything to show more fair:
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
A sight so touching in its majesty…”
– William Wordsworth
A soul of true warmth and courage.
Your mane strong, proud,
Never straying from the path of righteousness
Each brick it’s own unique shape and message.
Memories that pulse through my brain,
With every beating of my heart.
As one leaves, another floods in.
A history book never to be replaced.
Without you, origin lost,
With you, pages missing.
Was it I who put you on the shelf?
The sunsets glaze over my eyes
As we watched from a balcony of forgotten dreams.
Not understood by the Moon’s eye
As he floats in the unknown.
Long gone are the days
When I once rested on your shoulders
Could it be time to carry you?
No understanding of this yearning in my soul
Many times I have left my domain
In bewilderment towards feelings deep within
Why must I return there?
Details of the world my transportation
Disturbing vivid memories
Touches felt before and yet never at all
Eyes see not what is in front
But what lay behind
Only finding the past,
Becoming evermore present
In the silence, teleporting melodies
A time when nothing of the world was known
And the world knew nothing of my existence
A time of days spent in the yard
Colours more vibrant
Everything was something
Time never moved forward
Warm wind greeted skin,
As we gazed on the setting horizon
Slowly turning to terrain bathed in city lights
We never grew
Though thoughts of the future creep in
And grow in darkness
Tears building in my eyes
I know I cannot stop them
Because I do not know how they started
They stream down my face cold as ice
I do not wipe them away
Because I want to feel them
Then maybe tomorrow I will know why…
As I get ready to embark on a new journey in a new environment I did what any human being would do naturally, I started to think of all the things that I’m familiar with and long for. I found myself thinking about the food more than anything but also the scenery that was once common place now a rare find in my new settings. I know I won’t be gone forever but each passing day definitely feels like it. Long story, short, here are some of my works to capture the essence of my home.
To feel the warm island breeze against your face is a renewal of the soul.
Take it in.
The glow of the city lights
The vibrations of rebel souls
Warm land covered in palm tree silhouettes
The only feelings of regret
Is having to take a step
That takes you away from sweet sunsets.
From a place where the only blue you feel
Splashes gently against your skin in the forever summer sun
Where laughter find it hard to remain concealed
And an irie meditation cannot be undone
It’s in our blood and beats through our hearts
And each heartfelt smile a work of art
Rock and come in
Mind how time fly
For soon you’ll find
The hardest part will be to say “good-bye”