THE GIFT from CHINA

In the flickering candle light,
a thousand year old legend
comes to life, caught in my sight
Beauties You brought for my delight.
I watch them radiate as they vibrate, dance
before me, bringing thoughts of You, every night
into my consciousness, my mindfulness of what was.
I see in You, as They, a beauty that would turn the moon,
that would silence song birds, would send them into hiding,
would take a warring man and make him a lover of peace,
the peace that comes out of the love for a beautiful Woman.
A Woman, who's inner beauty surpasses anything the eyes see.
These are what I have observed in you Xiao Ling!
Memories of all we once shared, within me still sing
a song of happiness, happiness to me you did bring.

B. J. "A" 2
February 6th 2011

HAPPINESS
An Illusion ?, a Delusion ?

Happiness, we believe is held in the arms of another,

father, mother, sister or brother,

aunts, uncles, cousins,

want to be lover, lover or wife,

children, friends,

the good life

or profession.

In search for it, many beat their heads against a wall.

If one can not see it comes from within, they will fall

into a world full of disappointment, despair, heart ache.

From this state, happiness they can not make

become a part of our lives,

no matter how one strives

to achieve this elusive state.

This has been for many, our fate.

B. J. "A" 2

February 3rd 2011

OUT FROM THE HEAVENS

Came this dazzling beautiful Gem, hurtling towards me
tail aglow, streaking across the darkened sky,
bearing an energy that lit up all I could ever want to see.
Her radiance so pure, this I saw in her eye
as a desire rose up in this hardened heart, wanting to be,
with her, to know her, to feel her and fly.

Her soft Soul, and Her warm Spirit, put reason
into the decay of this Winter's season.
Her, wonderful heart lit up the darkness,
reshaped, for me, my universe
as I watched Her, dance with the stars,

dance with the Sun, Venus, Jupiter and Mars.

The energy She, exuded was reason to dance through all eternity

as I felt all around me shrivel, turn away, show modesty.

The full Moon's glow paled in comparison to Her beauty.
In fact, as a matter of fact, Lady Moon, turns her back on man
when ever this beautiful Gem, appeared on Her, beams of light,
brightening up the gloomy hours of this One's, long, alone night.

This cosmic Gem, radiated such warmth, gave reason, gave life,
created a joy, made it a delight to walk in Winter's, decay, rife
with unknowns, uncertainties and very little time
to sit down, compose for Her, the perfect rhyme
that could show Her, the rhythms this Solar Wind, plays
upon the shades of this Universe's, dance on rays.

Rays, waves of light from the sun, the planets, the stars
lighting up a beautiful dance I thought could have been ours
If this old Soul, - blinded - thought, would have known
all that this brilliant Gem, offered, She, had shown.
The facets of this lovely Gem, are like a flake of Snow.
In the cold darkness of my life, I came to know

With the heat of my passion, the dawning of Another,- day
the warmth of a son, has come and melted you away.
I look upon the surface of our time and see only a water mark,
an impression of the Gem, the flake of Snow, is but a stark
reminder of the Beauty, I once touched, songs from this Lark, -
so exquisite, so angelic - I once floated among, now in the dark.

B. J. "A" 2
January 27th 2011

Time

Time has offered to us - ALL.

Along the wayside, many of us - FALL.
Time has rapidly passed me by,
has left me behind, in the blink of an eye.

I gave so little thought to time.
Thought - naively - it was all mine.
I wasted so much, let it slip through my fingers.
In times light, I'm not to bright - it figures.

All I'll leave behind is a speck, a flake
of moments for no one's, but my sake.
These moments sitting upon my coat sleeve
are all of my life, I have to leave.

Time is but this old man's fading companion.
Youthfulness, just thought, no longer able to champion
an old soul, no longer able to carry him through,
into realms, into spaces, into something new.

Time is that train we all have been waiting for.
Time, the portal through which we travel,
a look into life and marvel
before it closes the door.

B. J. "A" 2
January 24th 2011

HEAVEN WAS VISIBLE FOR A MOMENT

There was this brief moment in time.

You, where the essence that lit up for me, heaven.

You, shone so bright, You, made my life so sublime.

There where no ghostly shadows

to haunt my hours, to darken my days.

There was this beautiful magic - so alive.

Now it is but a strange mystery - one to strive

for an answer, an understanding is the direction

that will keep alive one's passion, one's compassion.

I closed my eyes and saw us there.

I opened them - once again, alone, I am here.

Alone, I do believe, is what so many, many fear.

For you my Dear, I have shed many, many a tear.

I know only to well, you want to move on.

I know only to well, between us, all has gone.

I see it in your beautiful dark brown eyes.

I know that all you may have felt for me, dies

every time you have to come in contact with me.

This I believe - with your every action - is what I see.

A future for your Heart, your Spirit, your Soul,

is what you are searching for and this I know.

So Xiao Ling, tell me, how do I let you go ?,

knowing how much I Love You, so.

B. J. "A" 2

January 8th 2011

OBSERVATIONS

A blanket of white covered the ground today,

while the coffin you inhabited, these past years,

- the sarcophagus that hid you from u s -,

lies in a casket of grey, awaiting it's fate,

while you, now as free as the wind, travel on wings

that will carry you passed all the past

that burdened your troubled soul,

your heart, broken so many times,

your spirit crushed by so many,

so many, many times during your brief stay

in this plane, on this little blue planet

that no longer inhibits.

You no longer inhabit.

B. J. "A" 2

December 30th 2010

A FRIEND

A Beautiful Flower, has lost the battle she did wage

against Autumn's decay and winter's icy rage.

We must close the book !, this being the final page.

The play has come to an end, the actress has left the stage.

Barbara Maria Bodnar-Gray

has finally reached that day

we dreaded, but knew she was headed for.

The story has come to an end, closing the door

on all the physical, the emotional pain,

in this life, she will never know again.

For Her Spirit, Her Soul, we do pray,

as they adventure on, getting to know more

then us flawed, mere mortals will ever gain

in this plane, shedding tears like falling rain.

There is little, my Friend, of fifty plus years, I can say,

except, I hope and pray that what ever is in store

for You, as You, climb aboard that train

that takes You, to places You, will meet

up with All, who have gone before, who will greet

You, with open arms, with open heart

as You, touch the edges of a new start.

Barbara, my Dear, You, have great adventures,

enjoy the universe and all it's dimensions -

beyond the one we mortals are trapped in -

now that You, are back on the road again.

We all - for some time - will live with the pain.

B. J. "A" 2

December 24th 2010