cookie blue

There was a time some time ago

When every sunrise meant a sunny day,

{oh a sunny day}

But now when the morning light shines in

It only disturbs the dreamland where I lay,

{oh where I lay}

I used to thank the Lord when I'd wake

For life and love and the golden sky above me

But now I pray the stars will go on shinin',

you see in my dreams you love me

Daybreak is a joyful time

Just listen to the songbird harmonies,

{oh the harmonies}

But I wish the dawn would never come

I wish there was silence in the trees,

{oh the trees}

If only I could stay asleep, at least I could pretend

you're thinkin' of me

'Cause nighttime is the one time I am happy,

you see in my dreams you love me

* * *

We climb and climb and at the top we fly

Let the world go on below us, we are lost in time

And I don't know really what it means

All I know is that you love me, in my dreams

* * *

I keep hopin' one day I'll awaken, and

somehow she'll be lying by my side

And as I wonder if the dawn is really breakin'

She touches me and suddenly I'm alive

[In My Dreams by Reo Speedwagon]

the paradox of blue is that it paints a color of sadness and yet it is also used to denote calm, tranquility and happiness. it depicts a royal pain and sometimes a magnanimous gain. whichever hue or shades of blue, it is for me the color that resonates with who i am. though my dreams are lately gray and uneventful, my thoughts turn to blue to wash out the sadness i feel. and somehow, in the yearning and in the trying, there comes moments of remembering...

butter yellow

so close, i believe

you're holding me now

in your hands

you'll never let me go

you'll never let me go

-worship song-

~('0')~

a downcast sky opened the morning. the melancholy is palpable like the very own emptiness i feel inside. there is no sun today, but, yellow was still in my mind. maybe it was because i was hoping to be cheered on this day. i guess it doesn't matter what i feel. what matters is that i can still feel. it doesn't matter if someone else cares. what matters is that i can still care. it doesn't matter what colors i see. what matters is that i can still see. and in this madly graying, fading light, i hope that the light within me has not been extinguished. for as yet, i need the light, even just a flicker of yellow... to guide me and see me through the gray... and maybe beyond the melancholy that i feel.

fresh melon

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain

I like watchin' the puddles gather rain

And all I can do is just pour some tea for two

and speak my point of view

But it's not sane, It's not sane

I just want some one to say to me

I'll always be there when you wake

Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today

So stay with me and I'll have it made

And I don't understand why I sleep all day

And I start to complain that there's no rain

And all I can do is read a book to stay awake

And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape

escape......escape......escape......

[No Rain by Blind Melon]

awakened by the splash of melon light on white, i have decided that my day would be a little pastel bright. subdued and probably lucid. because in my mind swirls puddles of red and purple paint. and in this day of nothingness, i give in to the beat and in fact, enjoy the luxury of silence... as the lotus sits on top of the rippling river, bouyed by the wind of changing climes, i could find calm. nothing comes easy, especially for those who wait. but wait i must or what i've worked hard for will go to waste. it would have been just easy to walk away and forget, but, great is the heart that cannot be stilled. in its own will it clings and cleaves. its own way it chooses though the path is tinged with pain and torrential rain. and whatever the next minute brings, whether hale, rain, sleet or mist, the voice within will dance its rhythmn and to a breathing life it lays claim. yes it waits. and waits. for the next rain, or none at all.

in thankfulness

riding in the triumph of beauty and light

you restored my faith and gave me sight

i owe this much to You -- my life and my sanity

hence, my soul does magnify your sanctity

bless me with the rain of your laughter

from which wisdom and strength i gather

in the face of life's viccissitude

Lord, my gratitude