Floating sands of time
Slowly sinking to settle
Forever, never to return
Resting at the bottom
of my river bed
Slowly, waters of time
Flow over the residue
of my life
Causing me to reflect
On what just passed by
My life floats by me,
And I need to hold on
To something
But who can
Hold on to flowing waters
Floating sands
I know from the beginning of time all peoples migrate – short distance or long distance – looking for something other than what they have, hoping for a better existence. To begin with Phoenicians were cut out for migration, being sailors and merchants, this was a given. They’re natural risk takers, sailing sometimes into total unknown. Life taking them up and down like the waves under their boats but as usual they continue through the ups and the downs. I guess this life appealed to them more than just stagnation….
i want to be bubbly
light and happy
i want to truly taste
the beauty
of life
i want to feel
more happiness
than ever
before
in all aspects of life
i want to discover
all the joy
that’s possible
in life
i want to know
beyond all doubt
that whatever
i think
whatever i want
i can be and have
loneliness
all aloneness
distance
space
separation
no connection
Introduce a few people
who talk
laugh
connect
then
no seperatoon
no space
no distance
no all aloneness
no more
loneliness
it just takes a small reaching out and
togetherness
so much better than
aloneness
destino destiny
letting go
to destino destiny
i know you are out there
i can feel you
i just don’t know
how far
out there
is
or
is it that i have
to go through
Time
to another place
destino destiny
splishing splashing here
splishing splashing all over
just waiting for Joy
floating around space
waiting to hear from you
just wondering when
sea and more sea, see,
there must be something, see
looking i don’t see you
you must be really far, yes,
i think so
i guess, i’ll just keep
waiting
Can joys of
past
come to visit
present?
the simple joys
of past
where gone to?
come visit
please
present!
The sea stands
neglected
alone
barely remembering
to lap
the shore
no one comes
anymore
the past and the sea
left
behind
I know it’s ok
I know it’s fine
I know you’re out there
It’ll be better
Next time
standing
still
seeing
sights
On this trip to Cyprus I was only staying 4 days. The first day I walked around the village it took like 2 hours checking out the scenery and the little grocery shops. There are many English people who live there in one newly built up area, small homes with small pools, really good feeling in the area. Those who did not buy, rented the apartments in the hotel; very good idea with a pool and cafe and near the bus stop>Wonderful buses with proper schedules and only 5 minutes walk away..
Anyway the plan that day was to go to Larnaca. I got on the bus after a few minutes wait, I always go early and wait for busses. On the way I saw a few flamingos in a small lake. Reaching Larnaca, I got off the bus and crossed the road into a shoe shop. I needed to fix my heel and I like browsing. The shop had a sign”Shoes3 Pounds” One Cyprus pound was equal to 2 1/2 U.S dollars. I did not think I could go wrong with that price. I went in and found the owners very friendly. I had coffee with them after choosing 3 pairs of shoes. I discovered they were refugees from Famagusta. When the Turks took over this area they came to Larnaca.
Even though there was a brief war I could just see them packing slowly slowly and simply moving from the north to the south. The Cypriots never seem to be in a hurry and if you are in a hurry they will advise “slowly slowly”.. Now in Lebanon in stark contrast. nothing goes slowly, however it does take longer.. In Lebanon everything gets done tomorrow and most likely after tomorrow, whenever that is.
OK So I reached home and Then I checked again my shoes. It seems I paid to have a little joke, one pair was fine I tried it on. The second pair was magical, I had 2 left shoes and the third pair, well that story is slightly different. One shoe fit and even though they both were size 40 ,the other was too small. Maybe they did pack too much in a hurry after all. Good thing the next day was Saturday!
To be continued…………