Push the limits....if they are holding you back...push....

Memories of a old tree....

I am a tired old tree
Once small and fragile,
Now the same wind that gently
Touched my branches
Spreading the fragrance of my flowers
Far away, attracting all kind of insects
Puts my will to survive to a final test

But whenever I may fall
I know that even then I have some worth
Because I will be able to keep the cold away
On a winter night as my dry wood
Is set alight on the fireplace

But I have fond memories of my existence as a tree
As you should have of your life
Despite the end that is approaching I had a full existence

I saw too many sunrises as I did sunsets
Too many stars above me I saw
I haven’t count them all
You should try
And don’t be upset if you can’t count them all

They are there just for that reason to remind you
That something’s you can’t fully understand
Just accept their presence and guidance
As so many have done over the ages,

How I loved the laughter of children
Running around me without a care in the world
Pretending to be leaves hanging from my branches
Sometimes falling
But never resisting the urge to climb again
To experience something, to test themselves
Over and over again,

How I loved the birds chirping
Leaping from branch to branch
Making their nest in the security of my branches
Raising their young, teaching them to survive
In this increasingly dangerous world
Telling them to never but never give up
Despite the difficulties they might face
You should follow that same advice to the letter,

How I loved how fast the squirrels moved
Always alert always prepared to run to safety
Aware that the smallest noise could be the last
One they will ever hear,

How I loved the wise owl
That came every night to its favorite spot
Looking for food to feed its young and himself,
In that way keeping nature in balance,

How I loved the rain falling
Like tears from the gods above
Touching the earth with the sound
Of a thirsty soul searching for answers
Making the dust turn and twist
As if fairies were dancing,

How I loved the sun warming my leaves
After a cold night casting shadows where the tired rested,
Where lovers embraced and oaths of fidelity were spoken
Many in my bark their name wrote as if doing a tattoo

Years passed and some returned to stand beside
Those same letters and with smiles upon their faces
Fond memories recalled,
Others facing those carved letters now aged by time and the
Elements remember times long ago
Full of promises and weep
Facing the fact that life doesn’t always meet
Our expectations but is still worth living
Still worth fighting for,

This is my advice to you, the most important thing
You can do is keep resisting no matter the odds
Sometimes being stubborn is the correct thing to do
Do as I am doing facing the blowing wind and denying
To fall, I will fall but not now it will be on my own terms
When I fell ready.
And even then my presence will be felt….


Lost_soul

Sacred art....

I only had to be cut once to know how to bleed
I know why we tend to love most those who know
How to leave

Take my hand and let me tell you
All but my love will soon be gone
And the exit wound will be quick and clean
So the sacred art of leaving passes on.

Billy Franks

It's all we can do....

Are we blind?....Sometimes we just pretend to be....

Are we blind ?
Too busy to see ?
Too insensible to feel ?

So many human beings in need,
So many human beings with problems,
So many human beings with nothing to eat,
And US wasting so much,
Eating until feeling sick from it,
Eating more than we need.

So many human beings with nothing to wear,
Nothing to keep the cold wind from beating,
Beating, harsh against unprotected skin,
And US only preoccupied that despite
A full wardrobe we must buy a new piece,

Something that will match perfectly with
Another one, a piece that is the new trend,
A trend imposed on us, a piece that has
To be of a certain brand so that we may belong,
Belong to that small group, instead of belonging
To that great group that is Humanity.

Are we not able to see,
That despite their actual situation,
Those human beings were once like us,
That they had a similar life, similar to the one
We now have but by a twist of fate, a trick of destiny
Sometimes with a helping hand, all they once had
Now gone,
All they valued above all else
Now worthless,
All they desperately needed
Now just a vague memory.

Now they only need a helping hand
A second chance,
Sometimes something so simple as a word of comfort,
A few minutes to talk,
To be listened,
To be able to let go, to drop the weight on their shoulders,
To look someone in the eyes again,
Without the fear of doing just that
The opportunity to gain a little respect back.


And what do WE do?
Is simple we just ignore them
Afraid that their problems could
by a simple magic trick
Be given to us.


But what makes me feel angry,
Disgusted is the fact that if one of those
Less fortunate human beings appears on a TV show,
Only with the untold, but still transparent intention
Of boosting the programs ratings,
And with tears in the eyes
Tells the audience their life story,
The reason behind their present predicament

In a moment the phone rings,
On the other side help will be offered
The person calling
Depicted before all those watching
As a true humanitarian,

But let’s not be naïve and ignore the fact
That if the person who is calling faced
The now grateful guest in the street
He would do everything he could
To appear to be unable to see it.


Are we blind?
Too busy to see?
Too insensible to feel ?



Lost_soul

Redemption....

The song is in Arabic. Chemda wrote it in Hebrew, and had a cousin of hers translate it to Arabic. The song is about when Chemda was going through a very rough period in her life and the person she's singing to stood by her side through it all. The "Smah li" of the chorus translates to "forgive me".

This is all according to Chemda, from the C1 website.

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Searching for an answer....

Sometimes words confuse your minds
Sometimes the tears of life try to hide
Leaving memories behind
You wanna live your life with no more fears

In these days of lies and lies
They don't let me free
That's the price

IF YOU WANNA FEEL
AND YOU'RE SEARCHING FOR AN ANSWER
IF YOU UNDERSTAND
HOW CAN YOU FADE THE PAST
IF YOU WANNA FEEL
AND YOU'RE SEARCHING FOR AN ANSWER
NOW YOU UNDERSTAND
THAT TIME ALL PAIN HEALS

Need time to clear out your mind
Still everything looks so
So confuse
Trying to scape from all mistakes
And run away from all
The scars deep inside