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When we are born there is a bond;
when we first open our eyes to the light
our vision is overwhelmed for a short-time,
because its brilliance is too bright;
when we cry our first tears
we know nothing of confusion, pain, anxiety, and fears;
when we take our first steps and we fall and sometimes trip,
it doesn’t stop us from putting our toe in the water of the unknown
and wonderful, and taking a deep dip.

When we need someone, we always turn first to the person
we can always rely on;
when we need a hand to hold, we always want to touch
the person who would wrap their arms around us
and give us their coat in a heart-beat if we were cold;
when we are given a gift that comes genuinely from someone’s heart,
we know that we will always have a light to shine on us
and guide us in the dark.

When we take something or someone for granted,
life will sometimes give you a hint that you are lucky
to have what and whom you have in your life,
and when you realise, things may seem a little frantic;
when we accept why life is what it is
and that everything happens for a reason,
we know all that we ever need to know,
and as long as we remember that fact, we can understand
why the Earth and the planets revolve around the sun,
and why there must always be a change of season.

When we truly and wholeheartedly embrace
what is of great importance,
the world becomes simple to us,
and the steps that we need to take are as easy to learn as a dance;
when we have faith in our friends and in our family,
we give the greatest gift or present of them all,
and by having that belief in you by someone is phenomenal
and life-changing, beyond measure,
and you are an embodiment of that truth,
and you always will be.

On a morning walk down the city high-streets,
passed countless people, passed shops,
stores, restaurants of all names,
I am stopped in my tracks instantly when I see
a Golden Gunslinger reading a book
while sitting at the foot of a tree.
I’m not sure how long he had been there,
I’m not sure what he was thinking,
but when I looked at him looking down at his book,
to me, the gunslinger looked
as if he didn’t have a care in the world,
and it seemed as if to the gunslinger
the rest of the world could carry on their way
because he was lost in thought, in state,
and frozen in time, but like a performer at a carnival,
the gunslinger sat with a tin pot
just to the left of his right boot
asking politely of his generous passer-by
for a token of interest, fascination, respect,
and a thought to show that they care.

I sat in-awe of the gunslinger on a bench nearby,
and I even took a picture-
I felt like I was looking back in time,
or as if the gunslinger had been transported to the future,
to our present-
and as I sat looking at him, the sun shone brightly on him,
and made him glow even more golden,
and he looked even more amazing than he did before,
and even the sky above looked even more blue.
I thought long and hard about approaching the gunslinger
and putting some money in his pot,
and I wondered what he would do if I did-
would he lower his book? Draw his gun and take a shot?

The incredible living-statue of the gunslinger
that mesmerised me, painted head to toe in gold,
in himself was a work of art-
he was so brilliant to behold,
because as soon as I saw him I was instantly transported
back in time to my childhood,
and my fantasies of wanting to be a cowboy.
The Golden Gunslinger was like a living photograph
of a time of adventure and a reminder of the heroes
and out-laws that fill the stories of the Wild West
that once was in America that for so many
still holds a special place in their heart;
The Golden Gunslinger reminded me of how care-free
and amzing it is to a child, or someone who acts on and follows
their instinctual passions-
whether you are a man, or a woman, a girl, or a boy.

As time caught up with me,
even though in all the time I was sitting there looking at
the gunslinger he did not move an inch,
I realised that it was time for me to move on.
I decided to approach the gunslinger and give him a coin
from my pocket to repay him for his time,
his inspiration, his generosity, and his golden spirit,
and even as I got closer and closer
he still didn’t look up or look away from his book
and didn’t for a second flinch;
and then, as soon as my £2 coin hit the rest of the coins
in his golden pot and made a sound,
The Golden Gunslinger suddenly came alive
and he looked up at me-
he lifted his left hand to touch the rim of his Stetson,
he looked right into my eyes, and I saw him smile
without him having to move his lips at all,
and he bowed his head slightly,
and it was in that moment that I smiled too
in appreciation, and I too began to shine as the sun shone.

As I stepped back the gunslinger reverted back
to the pose in which I first saw him,
and he immediately went back to his prefered-posture
of reading his book, at-ease against the base of his tree;
while I turned to my right and continued to walk down the high-street-
I didn’t look back, but I knew and I was so glad to have met him,
to have given him my time, and for him to have given his time to me
and to everyone who saw him, because he reminded me
in lots of ways of myself, and he was obviously someone
of great patience and a deep-thinker.
I promised myself to capture this moment that would never come again
in as much detail and with as much meaning as I could,
and I also promised that I would never forget
The Golden Gunslinger.

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Today is the day I have been waiting for all year,
today is the day I have always loved so much,
now is the time I have been waiting to show and tell
everyone I know on this beautiful spinning blue and green sphere,
that I am here and I will always be here for them when they need me,
and to say again to my true family and friends
that we have a connection that binds us all together
that no one will ever be able to touch.

You are in my life, and I am truly blessed to be in yours.
You are who I think about, love to talk to,
want to see, and have the opportunity of meeting,
and being in each other’s company be a goal, a treasure,
a gift, a present, a future, to work towards.

I don’t know who I would be without you,
but I do know that I would not be the person that I am.
I don’t know what would have happened to me if I had never met you,
but I do know that I would be like a river when it reaches a dam-
without you in my life to allow me to feel,
and let my eternal, internal, energy, love, and inspiration, flow free,
I would not have known, felt, or seen, the true, unbelievable,
phenomenal gift of life so many times in my life,
and I owe every moment of happiness, contenment,
belonging, and friendship to you,
and I want you who are reading this now to know that you
will always be one of the most important part’s of what makes me Me.

I always know when I have met and made a friend for life
the instant that we share our first word.
I always know when I have been given a special, important,
and neccessary link to everything that I want in my life,
when I feel like I have met someone before in another life before this one,
and like I already know them-
who they are, and that they are the light that stops my vision
from becoming blurred.

Now is Christmas time.
Today is Christmas Day.
Now I am thinking about those who make me and keep me going,
and who are my true, amazing, and wonderful, life-line.
Today is the best time to do everything you want to do.
Now is always when I want to express what I feel, and see,
and what I want to say.
Today is as I want every day to be-
filled with great friendships, amazing relationships,
epic music, inspiring moments, enlightening, trance-like,
conversations, and positive, energetic, optimistic, unique,
and enlivening poetry.

I can’t begin to tell you what you mean to me.
I can’t find the words to make you understand
how fantastic and brilliant you are-
and make you know, like I know and will forever know,
that our mutual discovery, and growth, is bound by destiny,
and every day I am constantly imagining and finding a way
to bridge our distances and make it so that even though
we are not face to face we are special guests
of the most incredible party, and that we are of one family.

What has been unearthed cannot be buried again.
What has grown cannot regress.
What has been learned cannot be erased from your brain.
What has fulfilled you,
and they who continue to give you so much happiness,
are the true and the most important gift of your life,
and every day- not just at Christmas.

You are who colours the rainbow of my spirit.
You are who is the light in my life.
You and I are synchoronous to each other,
and are of one never-ending orbit.
You and I are of one spirit,
and are of one light-
and I just want to wish you the best Christmas Day ever
with those who you love and who love you,
and the happiest, blessed, and the best life.

Happy Christmas!

Merry Christmas

A roaring fire; the sound of Christmas songs playing in the background;
the opening of brightly-coloured wrapped gifts;
a feeling of love and joy all around.
Christmas has always be been my favourite time of the year-
the coming together of family,
and the remembrance of those who are no longer here,
to me is the most important part of Christmas: the day, the season, the cheer;
to me Christmas is a celebration of our present,
and whom and what we hold dear.
I love the wrapping of presents,
I adore the giving of label-adorned packages of joy;
I love sitting down to have Christmas dinner with my family-
ever since I was a little boy.
Christmas time, to me, has always been a present in and of itself-
there is always something in the air
that makes us all think about more than ourselves:
whether it be our family, our friends,
or our nearest and dearest that have passed on-
Christmas time is when we give back to everyone,
even to whom we think of as gone.
Every Christmas I remove myself from the world
and thank the universe for my life;
even if the previous 358 days have been filled with hurt,
confusion, and strife-
I find that by meeting the day at it conclusion
and saluting the setting of that days sun
I am giving thanks for who I am, what I have-
to the universe, to the Earth, to everyone.
Every day we all share a part of ourselves
and revel in the trust gifted to us by others;
every day we all unwrap the gift of our present,
and find meaning in what we uncover.

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