Jasmine

JASMINE

I hold this flower

In my hand

Delicate, beautiful

So simple, yet grand

White as snow

Small and bright

Pleasing to the sight

In any light

Day or night

What of its smell

There is much to tell

It permeates all

Who near it dwell

It transports ones heart

To other worlds

And a sense of joy

Doth it impart

I wish there was something

I could give back

But that dear flower

In nothing doth lack

This little flower I hold dear

And long to be near

To me

Hath no peer

-Shiidon, November 2010

While I love roses, my favorite scent is that of jasmine. I enjoy flowers but that little white flower has a power over me. I relish in it. Above my kitchen sink is a small window with a shelf looking out with glass where I have placed two plants, one of them a jasmine plant. The photo here is the outside of my bedroom. There is a small private space between the garage and the house. My neighbor put up a fence and grew some lovely vines that come over and greet me every morning when I open my curtains. The sound of small birds was incessant today. The green was everywhere. It was quite peaceful.

Ebb and Flow

EBB and FLOW

Feeling

Is a gift from above

We feel pain, joy and love

Some swim content

In the shallows

And others go deep

And breach the depths

Of emotions keep

To reach

The apex of feeling

We must at times

Be battered and reeling

For with the heights

of joy and love

comes sorrow, thereof

we think not

when overjoyed recall

of the sorrow

that will upon us befall

When we,

In the depths of despair

Do not think of

The joy

Or care

The choice it seems

Is to either be reserved

Or otherwise extreme

For me, I embrace

That which makes

My heart race

And puts me at my pace

For to know

What I can give

Is what gives me

A reason to live

And though at times

It will drive me down

To the point

In sorrow drown

I am able

To reach heights

Not known before

And in time

I can give more

I find myself gasping

Upon the floor collapsing

But a smile appears

Upon my face

And I look ahead

To that place

When the joy, will

This sorrow replace

-Shiidon, November 2010

I am a lover of life. I relish each moment though I long for that world to come. In reflecting on emotion and feeling many thoughts came to my mind. The one that seemed to stick out was that of intensity. Some people are tempered and have highs and lows that balance each other well and are near the axis of normality. Others, though normal have extremes of high and low. There is great joy to be had in these people. Going hand in hand however is the feeling on the other side of the spectrum of sorrow and pain. The ability to experience such highs brings on the inevitable experience of deep sorrow. It is to this latter that I find myself identifying with. It is almost as if one is smoldering with intensity not knowing to which extreme it will be called to. So, for those one or two of you that may happen upon this blog, I hope you enjoy it from time to time.

The photo is one I took of the Bangladeshi lamp that hangs in my bedroom.

Garden of Communion

GARDEN of COMMUNION

Friendship

We should cherish

Lest through neglect

It should perish

The Foundation

Of all whom we meet

Ti's in the sharing

What greater treat

Connections

We make with each other

Bring us together

Deepening the bonds

One to the other

Revelations

What we learn

As to each other

Do we turn

The clearer we discern

Blessings

Rain upon us

As we reach out

And forestall

The troubles that

Upon us befall

Cherish

As we begin to see

The greater part

Within you and me

And how wonderful

This world can be

And beyond that

Our destiny

-Shiidon, November 2010

I was at a party this last Saturday and saw so many different costumes. I was overwhelmed by the crowd after so many weeks of small groups and being alone at the house. It was a bit daunting to say the least. I eventually came out of my shell and enjoyed myself. I will go to the opera next Wednesday which will be a crowd, yet not so crowded when you barely know anyone there. The big event is my grand-daughters first birthday this coming Sunday. So, I am not quite leading a semi-hermetic life. I spoke on the phone with a friend from my time in the Bahamas and enjoyed that.

I have the bounty to have many friends all over the world and of different levels, from fleeting to deep. Regardless of the level of the friendship, I find a reward in each one, lessons to be learned. I am grateful for each and everyone of them.

This is a photo of me and my friend Bobby taken this past Saturday. I was the DJ at his wedding and now have watched three of his children get married. We are both fairly new grandfathers.