Transition from 50

When you're woken up by a sight and sound out of the ordinary,
It's like waking up to a dream extraordinary.
Thot and feel linger,
And the senses register,
A very good morning by far.

31.3.10 9:58 AM
Woke up to a memory of gentle lips kissing a part of me.
Wish they'd lingered on that wake up call,
and graduated to places
they were meant to be....

1.4.10 9:02 AM
Here today, gone tomorrow.
That's the transiency of being.
Yet memory oft casts aside,
the feeling that envelops the here and now presence.
Those moments...albeit transient,
Register as a well spent present
that'll add glow to the yesterdays of experiences.

The joys of What is....are in what you make of it.
What could or should be....was not meant to be.

2.4.10 8:15 AM
Awareness of who we are, oft begets a realisation that, one seems to have grown out of relationships, that were meant to grow on you.
A binding constraint that one now recognises is
the need to relate, as the basis of relationship.
Needs that were innate, created comfort zones that evolved till space is no longer a constraint.
Tis the freedoms that are confining.

2.4.10 8.16 AM
You are the point
The point is you.
Thats the onus of your name,
A template to guide you.
It takes an aberrant dot
to spawn a pearl.
And the world outside the oyster,
to realise it's worth.

2.4.10 1:46 PM
Share....
That's from one who cares enough and knows,
The value of a sounding board.
It's the articulation that clarifies
the echoes in the mind.

....Last words at ground zero.