Shade Under The Tree
I dream of a clear sunny day.
Sitting alone on a green patch of grass,
Under the shade of a large tree,
Feeling the soft cool breeze,
Breathing the fresh countryside air,
Listening the rustle of leaves,
And enjoying the refreshment of an ice-cold beer.
Yes, the perfect moment of peace.
But this ‘moment of peace’ will not be forever,
To sit under this tree until death I will never.
I see beauty among the weeds to the field unsown,
The flowers they bloom, they wilt, they fall down.
I look up to the leaves giving me shade,
They too will fall to the earth – from all things were made.
The sky will not stay sunny, be left alone.
Everything is temporal, created to be undone.
My drink is finished, the moment is gone.
I think it is time that I’ll be better at home.
Life is so mean, as vicious a cycle:
Of bliss to sorrow, and back like a circle.
To relax for more pain, is this what is living?
Then I hear some footsteps, someone is coming!
I stand up and see a familiar girl toward me,
My heart jumps for joy as she draws close to the tree.
We stood in the shade exchanging few words,
From ‘how is…’ to ‘take care then’, a plain story that bores.
I look into her eyes, she watches me intently.
Oh Lord, what a pretty face, I’m admiring her beauty!
Both of us rolled our eyes toward the green field at sight,
Wishing for a parallel world where lovers we be might.
I frown upon the thought, and here is reality:
She’s committed to someone else, and he rightly deserves loyalty.
She walks on her journey, I take the other direction.
Best to part ways now than fall in admiration.
Yes, she’s so lovely, but she’s not the one.
Gaining nothing again, and I walk alone.
To have one like her, it seems to me a luxury.
This life is in shambles, cast with a shadow so gloomy.
Loving one person, the only inspiration to save me?
No extreme circumstances, I believe there are many.
Better days lie in the far unseen future.
Having one more day, moving forward so hopeful.
They say they do it for love, for ultimate life eternal.
Not only in body or soul, I see a man immortal.
In the remembering Future, ’tis where eternity is also.
Wake up! It starts within the self, greatest love first go.
Then from myself unto others, admiration they’ll give me.
More than that ‘peace’ and that encounter under dream’s tree.