To all creatures, happiness it brings.
The scent of roses, the smiling sunlight,
To everyone's heart, a sweet delight.
The blooming flower's an inspiration,
To all hearts filled with desperation.
The dancing leaves, the birds in the tree,
As if saying, come , let's be merry and gay.
-a humorous line from my Law 1 instructor Atty. Celestino Rapacon
He pondered over the past events of his life. And like a movie, he saw a vision of himself. A brave and courageous warrior fighting a hundred wars, congratulating himself for every victory he achieved. An unconquerable soul winning it all to reach the top. The phantom gave him an undeniable satisfaction which was truly evident by the smile he wore.
Then he realized that something was strange with the vision. He noticed that he was fighting those battles all alone by himself. The smile slowly faded from his face, as he fell into a deep thought. He felt warm liquid ran along his cheeks. He mourned painfully as his fears, anxiety, worries and regrets surfaced and confronted him face to face. The warrior lost his facade of bravery and courage. He was totally unmasked. He was tired, helpless and alone. He cried and cried until he was exhausted and fell into a deep slumber .
Out of nowhere, a man of noble image appeared. He approached the sleeping figure and woke him up. In a most friendly tone, he whispered to him, "Come my child, I know how tired you are. You have fought enough battles that you need rest. Come with me, I'll bring you to my home, a place where no pain exists but everlasting happiness." The warrior finding a companion, quickly stood up and took the man's hand. He smiled at him and together they went to the man's place.
When the afternoon came, the farmers were heading home. They happened to pass by at the same tree and saw the lifeless body of a man. A warrior in the battle of life.
( This is my first attempt in story making, ten years ago.)
- I am not ready for commitments.
- Because I have put more attention and energy into school and career.
- I am happy with my present life.
- I have not found the right person for me. I was made to believe that my ex is the right one...and she do believe also, until now we do have still a communication and the feeling is still the same.
- I have been hurt and betrayed in the past.
- Fidelity issues scare me.
- This is my fate.
- I am a coward, scared of responsibilities.
- This is my calling , I guess.
- I want to be always free, because freedom is power.
- As much as possible, I don't want to be single forever, but I'd rather be alone than be with someone I don't love or who does not love me back.
- I don't consider marriage a necessity in my life.
I remember a person who asked me this before, "Why are you not married yet?" she got the nerve to asked me huh? I answered her , "Well, we are different. I have other priorities in life far more important than marriage. And besides, marriage is not a race that the one who finish first is the winner, rather, it is like a business that needs to have a capital (emotional capital in this case) and invests on careful planning."
Contest my answer, anybody?
Once in my life, I was so crazy about poem writing. Here is one of the poem I have written when I was 21 years old.
AN ODE TO MY BELOVED TREE
(by: Elena P. Puno)
Hey pal, I have something to tell you.
It’s all about the tree outside my window.
A tree whose leaves tirelessly dancing
As the gentle breeze keeps on breathing.
This tall, mighty, heavy foliaged tree,
Loves to dance for me to be happy.
On its branch is the singing bird on its nest
That put my chaotic mind to rest.
Looking at the tree outside my window,
Makes my heart leap and my soul aglow.
Who alone could make me this blissful?
But this wonderful tree with leaves so full.
This tree is more of a father to me.
When on my bed I cried and laid down my tired body,
This sturdy, splendid, wonderful tree,
Would seem to say, be still my child I still loved thee.
I consider my humble self lucky
Above the people who have the money.
For I have found my greatest glee,
Outside my window is my beloved old tree.
My good friend Jason loves dogs. In fact, he has two, Bella and Daisy. Yesterday, he told me that Daisy gave birth to five cute puppies. He had not known that she was pregnant when he took her home. So the arrival of these cute creatures took him by surprise.
These puppies are the center of everyone's attention, Jason's, his neighbors' and oh well, me! I can't help myself but asked him to give me one. But since he lives in Phoenix, he has to take care of my little one for me. Good thing he relented. I wanted to name her Alexa, after my Mafia Wars character. But Jason suggested another name for her. He wanted to name her Ginger. Well, it's a cute name too, so we named her Ginger.
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She inspired me in every way. She alone could understand what I feel especially my pain. She knows every fiber of me. Every minute of my life, I always long to be at her side, to see the stars in her eyes when she's happy, to kiss her, to whisper to her that I love her so much and to thank her for being my mother. She bore seven children and yet her heart still overflows with so much love for all of us. Only God knows how much love her heart can hold. She is the most important person for me. The wisdom she has taught me would always remain in my heart wherever I am. That whatever feat I will achieve in life, it is still important to look back from where I began and to be humble at all times.
She keeps on loving and understanding me despite my tantrums, crankiness and not to mention my stubbornness (though I already regretted those things). She still keeps on loving me as sure as the sun shines in the east. She is my mother, an ordinary woman in other people's eyes, but for me, she is the heroine of my life.
And as a tribute to my mother and to all mothers who are reading this, let me share to you this beautiful poem written by Juan Salazar
I wish to write of my mother