Far beyond time.
That’s where you’ll find me.
My head is in a whirlwind
Of imagination and dreams.
I see the light, years ahead.
And I move fluidly forward
To preserve my soul.
Happiness abundant.
Love everlasting,
The world is mine for the taking.
And take of it I shall,
Until my cup is full and overflowing.
Sipping the drink of what’s infinite,
And consuming the world of possibilities.
Breath in deep
And take flight.
Floating on a beautiful journey.
Far beyond time,
Anywhere in space,
And high above the clouds.
No heavy loads upon shoulders.
No heavy thoughts on the mind.
Just the open sky
With clouds that dance
To the rhythm of the waves.
Breath out light
And prepare for night’s shade.
A time to renew the heart and soul,
For another trip beyond the clouds.
Breathe in deep again,
To take flight.
Golden.
A monumental time
For a monumental age.
No celebratory bang.
Not one for playing charades.
Just wrapped in love
Amongst the days delight.
Gratitude ever flowing
As my inner light shines bright.
No need to utter words
Because my actions speak loud.
The reflection I see daily
Is one that I am proud.
50 years of life
With twists and turns
And lessons learned.
Ready for what the Universe unfolds before me now.
Golden.
I want to live like I’ve never lived.
No wasted moments.
No suspension of time.
I want to soar freely to higher heights,
And from the clouds I’ll emerge,
As I greet the sun on my way to heaven.
With a renewed heart, I feel love,
To be able to move with no fears, as I’ve left them behind.
Guided by a power like no other,
I can fly far beyond the moon.
The sky’s the limit.
And I’ll just keep going as if the sky is all mine.
Don’t know Time’s timeline.
Don’t know where Time hides.
And Mercy is nowhere.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Death’s touch is not selective.
Hearts break and bleed.
Without restoration.
What’s the point,
When Heartache becomes the norm.
The time has come again to thank everyone who has visited my site this year. I appreciate the visits, the likes, and the comments. This year has been full of happiness and personal growth, but has also been full of heartache. As I’m writing this, I have a mother and a son in mind that were killed by police in Chicago in the early morning hours on December 26, 2015. Their names are Bettie Jones and Quintonio LeGrier. Both had just celebrated Christmas with their loved ones. A time of joy ended with time for violence. The coming of a new year should be another year of opportunities and growth. But just what kind of opportunities will present themselves? And opportunities for whom? As time moves forward, so must we. To all, do what you can to continue to be the best that you can be in the new year and the years to come. I will do the same.
Friday, July 10, 2015
Brooklyn
“True generosity is an offering; given freely and out of pure love. No strings attached. No expectations. Time and love are the most valuable possessions you can share.” – Suze Orman
Being a lover of all things Harlem, I didn’t think I’d ever utter the words, “I love Prospect Park.” Each time I go there, I get lost, and I enjoy every minute of it. Prospect Park is so beautiful, so peaceful, and you can feel a genuine love as soon as you enter the park.
Today was a beautiful day. I took my usual stroll around the lake, taking in all things beautiful, and enjoying the magnetic energy from everyone I encountered. I would up at my now usual resting place that gives me an up close and personal view of the water. With all of the beautiful scenery, peace, and genuine love, it was at this resting place where I had questions about love.
Whenever I sit on a bench by the lake, I always see families enjoying this same view, and enjoying it together. The key word is together. I see moms, dads, and their children spending quality time together. I see moms and their children spending quality time together. I see dads and their children spending quality time together. I even see entire families including the grandparents, spending quality time together. And then I saw a family that seemed very much broken. Where’s the love on a lovely day?
Walking towards where I was sitting was a married couple and their 2 year old son. There were swans in the lake, and their son wanted to get a closer look. Only the mother and son went to the edge of the lake to see the swans. What did the father do? He sat on the bench next to me, and complained about having to be in the park all day. Even upon the mother’s multiple requests to join her and their son, the father flat out refused, with such a nasty attitude. To make matters worse, at some point upon the 2 of them having a “long distance conversation,” the father shouted, “You’d better pray you don’t get pregnant again.” The mother looked frustrated. The mother and their son were still by the lake, and the father was still on the bench next to me, but now he’s striking up a conversation with me. He apologized for his son being noisy and unruly. I told him that no apology was needed, and that I work with kids. They get noisy when they’re excited. No problem. I felt awkward and a little disgusted at the same time, and the mother was looking at the both of us. Why is this man distancing himeslf from his partner and child? And why would he prefer to have an up close conversation with me?
The mother came over to the bench and pretty much forced their son on the father, and she sat down. Instead of spending quality time with their son at the edge of the lake, he decides to take out his phone and make a call to someone. I’m watching this father hold his son’s hand while standing a step away from where he was originally sitting. A few minutes into the phone conversation, and the father yells, ” I have to call you back. This kid is acting bananas.” This kid? This kid was acting like a 2 year old who wants to play, explore, and be payed attention to by his father.
The mother gtets up from the bench and intervenes by mentioning that she and their son wanted to find out where the drumming was coming from. The father shot her down again and said, “I’m not going way over there just so he can hear some drums.” I was glad when they finally left.
I thought about the difference bewteen this family and the families that I always see around the lake. The families that I always see around the lake are happy. They spend quality time together. They act like they truly love each other. I can feel their love for one another. This family that I encountered today wasn’t full of love. The father gave off a vibe of dissatisfaction with his partner and child, and the mother seemed frustrated and helpless. I was left feeling sorry for the mother and the child.
I believe time and love are the best gifts that one can give and receive. As I grew up without really receiving both of these things on a consistent basis, I truly believe this. I didn’t see the father giving time nor love to his partner nor his child. I’m not saying that he never does. I don’t know if he does or not. I just didn’t see it on this particular day. All I could think about was this: There’s a man somewhere that would love to be by their side. Here’s my question. Is finding a compatible partner so hard, that we have to settle for being in an unloving, unhealthy relationship? Here’s another question. Is the fear of being alone or lonely the one to blame for people settling? Love is complex, and I really don’t know the answers. I’ll tell you what I do know. I know that I deserve to be loved, and I don’t want to settle for anything less than that.
I love Forever
Because Forever pushes me forward.
Helps me go where I need to go.
Helps me soar when I need to fly.
Forever is more than a friend.
Forever is like a savior
That has caught me upon falling.
Is the giver of a second chance.
Forever doesn’t care about mistakes
That I make, or even repeat.
With Forever, I can be me.
With Forever, I can be free.
Forever is like destiny I can hold
Right in my hand.
And upon opening them,
I unleash a world of possibilities.
Blockades of a dream are unheard of.
Forever will never allow it.
I feel like all I have is Forever
And I will not waste precious time.
Having the time to reflect on self,
I’ve come to realize that what I seek is within me.
I’ve wallowed in self doubt, and in the process
I’ve put creative dreams on hold.
Always making excuses for what I can’t do and why,
And what I don’t have time for.
The years have slipped away for making dreams a reality.
The years have slipped away, but time allows for second attempts,
For me to make the best of time that’s left.
I see so clearly now, and my senses are alive.
I feel revived as if a new me has been born.
With a new sense of self, I will create
What might be the masterpiece of a lifetime.
A masterpiece to make me weep tears of joy
That I accomplished what I set forth to do.
I’ve decided to put fear aside, and make my dreams a reality.
I shall try once again without reservation.
Having the time to reflect on self,
I’ve come to realize that what I seek is within me.
It’s Creativity.
It’s Happiness.
It’s Paradise.
My Quiet Fire In A Busy City 