Second trip up north - different mindset
It has been almost a week I have been back here. This time around, it feels a little different. Maybe I have come to accept what faith has to offer and what I should be doing for the time being, for us as a family. At times, dreams and reality are at the opposite end of one another and each one can only wave at each other from a distance but never uttered a single word, as if it feels like two lovers torn apart by a certain degree of distance in between them, unspoken yet so real that it hurts. I am as if like what Ryan always says about himself, "Mama, I changed brain already, not the same like last time. I become silly?" that is most often his explanation whenever I scolded him for his misbehaviors or mischief. Kids these days with their millions reasoning to getaway with spanking, is really remarkable.
The naïve notion of a white lie
Like a drop of clear crystal water
Dripping ever so slowly
Into the cup of innocence
It blends
It creates tiny
Almost unnoticeable
Ripple
But the cup of water morphs
Into wave of blue hues
It causes the saucer underneath it
To quiver and shake
Involuntarily
Things have changed
Indeed it has
For it has a new name
A new face lift
The cup of adolescent
Full of manipulations
Intriguing ideas
To break free from the
Status quo
To be creative
To be inventive
To be ultimately
Who we really are
Oneself
The naïve notion of a white lie
Like a drop of clear crystal water
Dripping ever so slowly
Into the cup of innocence
It blends
It creates tiny
Almost unnoticeable
Ripple
But the cup of water morphs
Into wave of blue hues
It causes the saucer underneath it
To quiver and shake
Involuntarily
Things have changed
Indeed it has
For it has a new name
A new face lift
The cup of adolescent
Full of manipulations
Intriguing ideas
To break free from the
Status quo
To be creative
To be inventive
To be ultimately
Who we really are
Oneself
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