The Dreamer of the Lore
Greetings from the chatty scissors.
Hello everyone, are you well today? I sure hope so. If that is not the case, I hope your day goes better soon, no storm lasts forever, so why dont we allow ourselves to share a moment right here? A moment to enjoy the good that ails you, the bad that is a pleasure to experience, that is sadness of the heart from a big happiness. Let us enjoy those sensations from the past and present. I welcome you all to my greetings to sadness and romance. A salute to the sensations of love and departure. Critic is welcome to all of what I will write, enjoy.
1.- Worthy of your greeting.
Tell me, am I truly worthy of the greeting you so kindly offer me through your window?
I wonder, what is it that makes me worthy of being greeted by an angel.
Is it something I did before? For I dont recall anything that great on the past.
Is it something I will do in the future? For I dont have plans for it...
Maybe. Your greeting is not to the one I was.
Nor the one I will be.
Maybe. Your greeting is to the one I am.
The one you see on the morning.
Maybe.
But one thing is for sure.
I will always greet you back with the same smile.
Because your greeting is the best part of my day, the one I keep closer to heart.
The one I keep closer to my hopes of a new day.
The one that makes me smile.
The best part of my day...
Is thinking I am worthy of your greeting.
2.- The thing I miss the most.
My life was fine, never felt it lacked anything nor did I ever felt I miss anything. The memories of the past, the tales of the childhood, the adventures fighting the monsters under the bed. All of those safely kept in the vault that is my heart. Always able to get them out of the vault with the ease of a bank withdrawal. And yet, there is a memory, one I miss the most. And the worst part, is that the only thing I have left is the memory.
A memory of two strangers dancing together, laughing, enjoying the little things.
But not everything in the memory is good. There are plenty of moments of sadness and anger. Yet...the memory is all the more valuable because of that. Because it holds every moment. The good and the bad. A reminder, of how the thing I miss the most.
Is the one who is no longer but a memory.
3.- Love like a sunflower.
Love like a sunflower, follow that which lights your day, follow it the best you can and be sure to never lose it from sight, but not with your eyes. When it inevitably goes away, dont fret. Stay with your heart looking at them, like a sunflower looks at the sun. And even when it cant follow it, it will always be able to follow it. Let that love grow and mature, let it be free, for when you are unable to see the source of your love, your heart will still keep it on sight.
Learn to love like a sunflower, forget possession, forget dependance. Let your love grow, let it mature, let it exist without the need of always looking for it. Love is like the sun. It comes out everyday even when you dont see it. So forget the idea of holding it in place. Love like a sunflower, patient and caring. Trust that the love will come again, just like the sun.
1.- Worthy of your greeting.
Tell me, am I truly worthy of the greeting you so kindly offer me through your window?
I wonder, what is it that makes me worthy of being greeted by an angel.
Is it something I did before? For I dont recall anything that great on the past.
Is it something I will do in the future? For I dont have plans for it...
Maybe. Your greeting is not to the one I was.
Nor the one I will be.
Maybe. Your greeting is to the one I am.
The one you see on the morning.
Maybe.
But one thing is for sure.
I will always greet you back with the same smile.
Because your greeting is the best part of my day, the one I keep closer to heart.
The one I keep closer to my hopes of a new day.
The one that makes me smile.
The best part of my day...
Is thinking I am worthy of your greeting.
2.- The thing I miss the most.
My life was fine, never felt it lacked anything nor did I ever felt I miss anything. The memories of the past, the tales of the childhood, the adventures fighting the monsters under the bed. All of those safely kept in the vault that is my heart. Always able to get them out of the vault with the ease of a bank withdrawal. And yet, there is a memory, one I miss the most. And the worst part, is that the only thing I have left is the memory.
A memory of two strangers dancing together, laughing, enjoying the little things.
But not everything in the memory is good. There are plenty of moments of sadness and anger. Yet...the memory is all the more valuable because of that. Because it holds every moment. The good and the bad. A reminder, of how the thing I miss the most.
Is the one who is no longer but a memory.
3.- Love like a sunflower.
Love like a sunflower, follow that which lights your day, follow it the best you can and be sure to never lose it from sight, but not with your eyes. When it inevitably goes away, dont fret. Stay with your heart looking at them, like a sunflower looks at the sun. And even when it cant follow it, it will always be able to follow it. Let that love grow and mature, let it be free, for when you are unable to see the source of your love, your heart will still keep it on sight.
Learn to love like a sunflower, forget possession, forget dependance. Let your love grow, let it mature, let it exist without the need of always looking for it. Love is like the sun. It comes out everyday even when you dont see it. So forget the idea of holding it in place. Love like a sunflower, patient and caring. Trust that the love will come again, just like the sun.