RIC S. BASTASA
Fromt The Noranian Fields of Experience
i make a garden with all the intentions of giving you flowers.
it is not all the time.
i cannot create my own happiness. i am dependent on love's giving.
Expectations are exciting. I create more synonyms for it. With it alone, at least, i can be happy.
Blessings do not come in forms, They come in shades, like the paintings of suns and moons.
Losing love is not painful
I am tired of losing it and I am numb.
It has in fact become a habit.
I once adopted a cat, not a dog.
And the following morning,
many cats are infesting my doormats
In solitude, one comes across all the questions.
There are no answers.
But it is good.
Life becomes an eternity of questions, as it is really meant to
Unless you want a final answer.
Hope that it will not
be very disastrous.
Do not embrace old age.
It embraces you instead.
Whether you like it or not,
It comes even like a hale
Missing is part of finding.
Debts and taxes, Oh never mind.
They will always be there, even without you.
Do not dwell more on what is to be done.
Just keep on going and doing.
And you will exactly
how it feels.
Do not feel it.
It will feel you.
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