Where the sky meets us
there is a quiet space
if you will just listen with your heart
you will find it not too hard
to love and not hate
to give what you lack
to resist
loathing
to desist
stifling
this super-bonding love
so thickly glues
us
just as the sky
so magnanimously
lavishly
glues
its
blue
on leaves on water on trees
on you and on me
“I haven’t written to you for a long time,” he scribbled in long hand, “it is not because I have forgotten our times. ” The letter came to a halt in the next white space, meant for paragraphs to be filled, stained with patches of water (something spilled?) mark. “It is Christmas Day and I think of you, standing under the tree outside my window, long hair blowing in the wind, with the kindest look in your smiling dark eyes, just as we first met.” Again, white empty spaces sprawled out where words could have spawned. “I pray you will soon read this friendly invitation and find time to meet your OLD spouse, waiting for love.”
On December 27 he received this —— She replied with a short poem/note below.
icy springs to cross
sunny lanes to walk
yonder old hills for climber
a new river dam for fisher
neighboring wood to hunt
back yard red chili to plant
coops to mend
stocks to feed
glittering stars to behold
fluffy clouds for abode
two crystal glasses for us to clink
bountiful gleeful moments in the pink
mirths to laugh
tears to wipe
work to do
sweat a lot
chicken coop
duck pond
love
life
From me to you with old love.
This month’s photo challenge in square format from Becky#timesquare
Awakening old man’s heart
old wife fills his cart
with sweet warm tart
a long day ahead
make sure my hat is on your head
she bids goodbye
peering through the steamy dye
he grins as he chats
how can he forget her hat
last April’s gift
of old wife’s art?
Surely Spring has come
but why has this snow made its home
and won’t let go?
old man steadies his hand
firms the rein
never mind
a long day must end
and soon I’ll leave this cold
and be home with sweet warm wife.
I remember
Amber
That day
Like today
Flowers bloom
Greetings boom
Zooming an endless mile
To capture like one smile
One in a thousand florals
Pink, red, purple colors
this is a song i would not sing
because the song has run away in sync
with other days i shall not bring
this is a song i should not sing
because its lyrics have bloomed into an early spring
here here i call in the midst of freezing
into a laboriously sculptured thing
there there replies the happy song to dare
unyielding crusty earth to break forth today
to quench upon the outpouring heavenly dew
that refuses my lingering sad adieu
much as i want to tell you about a cold alienating bland ordinary winter
my song rebels and sings of a fiery bonding love in many resplendent splendor
instead of decrepitating into ashy ice
my hibernating heart wakes to early rise
by your twin spade of starry eyes
no i will not say goodbye you say
no you will not say goodbye i say
yet this is a song i will not sing to you
the song is rewriting its lyrics anew
as i go
you grow
Sometimes we just not go the Serene way. 
sometimes we just have to go
often both of us could know
it’s a season to let go
behold all love must forego
for a way ahead
a watershed
not a tear is heard
nor a sound is smeared
because we wear mascara
to celebrate the last gala
dancing to end our tango
no pretense
not perchance
lest we should cross each other’s way
lo beyond and faraway
still in pain
all in vain
deep in love
that won’t just go
(I translated, re-written and re-named this love song. I call it Gracefully love)
Even if I should come once to
this planet
in one dash
one kairos moment
in one billion years
joining you so brief
for all its sweet tears
and all its grief
Well, let all that must happen
happen in a flash
let me bow
humbly down
thanking all the stars
holding you I won’t let go
penning this poem now
with an unseen hand
slowly growing old
holding you I won’t let go
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(1983 Taiwan Campus Folk Song) The original love poem was written by the Mongolian painter/poet/writer MuRong Xi , music by Su Lai 作詞：席幕容，作曲：蘇來
假如我來世上一遭，只為與你相聚一次；
只為了億萬年的那一剎那，一剎那裡所有的甜蜜與悲淒。
那麼就讓一切該發生的，都在瞬間出現；
讓我俯首感謝所有星球的相助，讓我與你相遇，與你別離。
完成了上帝所作的一首詩，然後再緩緩地老去；讓我與你相遇，與你別離。
(Poem II) “Since we parted –2” (I translated this second poem, rewritten, but tried to follow the original pattern of her thought)
And now I realize
what we have slowly squandered off
is one life we both have loved
our whole life, my beloved!
Parted
now
I
then
know
别後——之二 ◎席慕蓉 (MuRong Xi wrote this poem during her grief for the demise of her husband)
原來
用整整的一生來慢慢錯過的
竟是我們這唯一僅有的
整整的一生啊！
別後
方
知
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Blogger’s notes: photo credit goes to La Center’s Greg Marshall who photographs a universe most never imagine. By training, Marshall is an electronics engineer and computer-imaging expert, but the stars have led him into art. He catches images many light years away. I got it at random while browsing.
The poems are about love and loss. Instead of choosing sentimental pictures I decided to use the stars of the universe. The first poem took on a new meaning…I then decided to alter the poem to a hopeful end. A happy and prosperous Lunar New Year for my Asian friends!
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