Saturday, May 14, 2011

Drifting Off

Outside our house in Caibiran, Biliran

Drifting off in my own reverie.

I felt contented when I found a cool spot in our porch where I had the full view of the sea. It took more than an hour before the clock ticked at exactly twelve noon. The heat of the sunlight, the glistening parts of the sea, and the vivid sky made me squint when I see through them. The heat of the summer sunshine was quenching up in my body and suffused my every pore. Thanks to the wind of heavens by preventing my body from glistening with sweat.

My eyes were set on the waves that come and go, touched and left the brown shimmering sand. The sea level started to get high and after a few hours it washed and invaded some part of the shore.

I consciously closed my eyes, I tried to reach out for the waves and hear what it has to say, and feel the sea breeze in my sweat damp skin.  I heard the peaceful and heavy sounds of waves and felt and inhaled the fresh scent of sea breeze. After a while, amidst of scores of deep sighs, I found a rhythm that almost made me drowned. The peaceful sound gave a comfort zone and a resting place for my soul. The heavy waves are enough to break down my sand castle of despair and remorse. And sea breeze gave a touch that made me lift and made me felt connected to a distant place.

After a while the sound of waves was like music in my ear, like a lullaby and seems the air had catch sleeping spell and put some in my pensive thoughts. It felt like I’m slowly drifting off like sand.. with the waves.. from the shore..  into the ocean depths…

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Wednesday, May 4, 2011

My Imperfection

We live in an imperfect world. We made mistakes almost everyday and its part of being a human. No matter what we do or try to attain perfection, we fail because it’s not a human trait. So we will never accomplish perfection in this world because the world itself is imperfect. The only perfect is the Creator.

Okay now I don’t mean to be serious about perfection. I am a person who commits mistakes almost every day of my life, consciously or unconsciously. Consciously because I might aware of the possible result of things I will do but I still go on. Unconsciously because there are times I’m in my own world and became unaware of the real world. The end result was making mistakes that hurt no one but me, myself and I.

When we became mad and hot tempered about something we tend to forget and made things out of control. Don’t worry I did not hit anyone. I hated myself and someone when I hit my right foot in the bamboo table. OUCH! It almost made me cry in pain. I did not realize I’ll hit that hard. I can hardly walk for more than a month. I was working that time and I had to walk the long way everyday to reach the highway. What a punishment huh? 

When we have lots of things in mind and we are in our own world, we became unaware of what’s happening around and of what we are doing. I don’t know what I was thinking that time but I’m sure my mind was flying somewhere. It was evening riding for home in a multicab, I was outside looking in. It was too late when I noticed the strange places in our way. I looked back and forth. “Oh oh.. Where am I?” I rode in a wrong Multicab. 

You might laugh at me now or think that I was being stupid. It’s okay; when I thought of those times I can’t help myself to laugh over it. I won’t deny this part of me being a human. It happens in our life anyways.