My Heart has said...

Some people believe in "meant to be". That they are soul mates or however life went, they would have still ended up together. Maybe that's true, you never know. Something to do with "Que sera sera". But I believe in making it happen, that things don't always come your way....just pretty close and you have to make that step (or even steps) to bring it all together. Life is hard...love is hard....building a career is hard....spirituality is hard...anything worthwhile is not a piece of cake. If you try your very best and it doesn't work out...then you tried. But silk does not spin itself, the body cannot grow without food and love cannot flourish without putting in work. That's just my opinion, I think you just might share it.

Meant to be
Roses were meant to be red,
Violets were meant to be blue,
Letters were written to be read,
At least in my point of view,
Time was created to be spent,
My heart was created for you.

But not all roses are red,
not sure about violets and being blue,
But the era of letters is dead,
the world of colours and hues,
Now we have bills and rent,
And a few other options to choose.

My words were meant to be said,
Though my tongue has never been loose,
My spirit is to live in faith,
My feet to dance without shoes,
Our love was meant to be saved,
Its broth meant to brew.

Love is not meant to be tamed,
Neither do lovers act cool,
For madness love is famed,
and two people fly the coup,
So this is not a test, this is not a game,
This is not easy, but this is true.

And so not all roses are red,
and violets are still blue,
both our hearts have bled,
but our love is in full bloom,
Our love will not end,
For you are mine and I belong to you.
Terida

So Far

So far we've come, so far we've survived
So far we've seen truth, so far we've fought the lies
We've come so far and we're still alive
So far, in friendship, we abide

But now you and I are so far apart
And it further tears at more than my heart
That I see the signs from far and I'm alert
There's far too much fear, but there's also the lust

This here is a far cry from being put to rest
as I remember where you and I both lay
Like the exhilaration of climbing Everest
Then finding out your dog died while you are away

So far we have come, and past it we shall go
Either by crossing the bridge or jumping in and beginning to row
Of all that we spoke, of all that we saw
We shall only just have to let it flow....

Terida

Times Churn, Tables Turn

I read somewhere a quote from Sidney J. Harris that says "Nobody can be so amusingly arrogant as a young man who has just discovered an old idea and thinks it is his own." Hihi.... made me think of a couple of people (maybe it nmakes them think of me too). Anyway, we usually think we have all the answers and know where we'll be in a couple of years time. A couple of years down the line (Unless you are Barrack Obama where he is where he dreamt he'd be), most of us are far from it. We've either taken a totally different road or jumped into an entirely different plane.
As we sit down to catch up with old friends or acquintances......well, we begin to see just how far we are from our youthful ideals. The the ones that would frown and shun others due to arrogance are now considerably toned down and the hopeless one seemed to have emerged smelling so rosy. This is not laugh or condemn no one. This is just to acknowledge that in life, tables do turn.

Tables Turn

The time has come and tables turn,
Children are born and fools learn,
In the unravelling of best laid plans,
Dipped into the fountain of knowledge and got drunk,
The fleeting moments and Life's charm,
Is that past positions can be undone.

I'm sitted here and you there,
With a couple of moments to spare,
As we talk and talk and as we share,
About past actions and what we've dared,
About our triumphs and greatest scares,
Our true selves, we begin to bare.

So we've come far and we've seen much,
We've increased in sense, we've increased in touch,
We've gone out all night then returned to church,
We've increased in friends and kept in touch,
We've been lucky in love or continued our search,
One or two of our dreams we've managed to catch.

But we are far from where we begun,
From the arrogance of our youth and the haste of our tongue,
From our assumption of truth and thinking we'd always be young,
Concerned over little but the shining of the sun,
You knew where you'd be and I where I'd land,
But all our dreams were like writings on the sand.

So here we are, seeming to have a good laugh,
About the jobs, the drama and all that stuff,
How we've been through it all, the good and the tough,
and when we didn't know when to say "Enough",
We've experienced it and called life's bluff,
And you and I are still here, even though tables have turned.

Terida