Fall in fabrication

A spool of light forming at the keel of the trees,
The mixing of olive and brilliant greens
So interwined the glow of sparkling stillness
As colour spills from palatte to canvas.

The slow enveloping of the morning dew
With the first sparks of the peeking sunrise
Sizzling across the gentle breeze
That sways with the incomprehensible pull of life

Auburn necessity and crimson brown
Strewn across the floor of nature
Effortlessly unaware, so totally bare
Still yet lulling in undisturbed sleep

Arriving in beguiling style
Taking in, drinking with such unquenchable thirst
The world is a stage
And Autumn has come to take her rightful place.

– Inspired in a spur, by The Satorialist, and dreams of something yet to come

Pearls of Wisdom for Creatures of Habit

1. Whatever you focus on, you will move towards
2. Your life is formed by your character, which is formed by your habits
3. Focus, Discipline, and Determination should lay the base of your foundation for success

Sunshine in the Rain

There are some friends that I hold fiercely onto, and now more than ever, these are the people who have supported me through storms and earthquakes, and I know these are those who will not leave in a drizzle or a shake.

I don’t like naming people on this blog; I don’t fancy the specifics of my life fodder for coffee talk. But there are two very very awesome friends that I have, so thank you Syl and Jinhua, for all your love, kindness, and ever-embracing arms.

Just for you 2 girls:

“Have you ever wondered where the story ends, and how it all began, I do
Did you ever dream you were the movie star with popcorn in your hand, I did
Do you ever think you’re someone else inside, when no one understands you are
And wanna disappear inside a dream but never wanna wake, wake uuuuuup
Then you stumble on tomorrow, and trip over today

(Chorus)
Would you be happier if you were someone together
Would the sun shine brighter if you played a bigger part
Would you be wonderful if it wasn’t for the weather
You’re gonna be just fine (gonna be just fine)

Are you not afraid to tell your story now, when everyone is done it’s too late
Was everything you’ve ever said or done not the way you planned, mistaaaake
So you promised that tomorrow, be different than today

(Chorus)
Would you be happier if you were someone together
Would the sun shine brighter if you played a bigger part
Would you be wonderful if it wasn’t for the weather
You’re gonna be just fine
I think you’re gonna be just fine
You’re gonna be just fine
So don’t worry baby

You’re racing for tomorrow, not finished with today

Would you be happier if you were someone together
Would the sun shine brighter if you played a bigger part
Would you be wonderful if it wasn’t for the weather
I think you’re gonna be just fine

Would we be happier if we were someone together
Would the sun shine brighter if we played a bigger part
Would we be wonderful if it wasn’t for the weather
I think we’re gonna be just fine
I think you’re gonna be just fine

Don’t worry baby
Gonna be just fine
Don’t worry honey
Gonna be just fine
Don’t worry baby
Gonna be just fiiiiine “
                             —- “Would You Be Happier”, The Corrs

Picture book

Snapshots, captions, a flash of the camera.
A smile, a tear, that little smirk.
Raydrops, the drizzling rain,
And the rainbow spread out through the prism.

The book turns to life
Many places different faces
Yet all encased the same life
Different props, but the same stage.

The dazzling skyline
That sparkling shining tower
The diamond studded street
The cars little ornaments of viewing pleasure.

A piece of lake,
A drove of seagulls
The thick glass of ice
Beneath the skating children

Sunbeams across their faces
Bouncing off with seamless energy
The misty landscape behind
Eluding the strangers in shrouded mystery

The glasses full of hot steaming wine
The market alive with festivity
Endless tourist streams
Flow through the stones of man

Lines of trees that outlined the walkway
The pyramid, the warriors, the golden arch.
The big lighted wheel,
And finally the triumph.

Woven together, in a cross stitch of commas
A story still being written
Many more chapters to go
Just many of many pictures
In the picture book.