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HAPPINESS

23 Friday Jan 2015

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books, happiness, life, travel, world

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It has always been my dream to go to different cities and provinces I’ve seen and read in the books when I was a little girl. The time came when I was able to do it. The places I’ve visited were more or less astronomical, considering the amount of money I saved and the efforts I’ve put into it. Much to the knowledge that countries I’ve gone spoke different languages as I do, I was able to get by. Peoples of different ethnicity can be as charming and deceiving in corners of the world. It can be exciting and daunting. However, the experience I get in locus of the diversities of culture somehow shaped the very essence of what life is all about. The purpose to live in the world where the only aim is to be happy.

Happiness comes in different shapes and forms. My happiness differs from the others. Sometimes, I asked myself, “What is happiness really?” Does it have a family? Does it have children? My ultimate question, “Is it having to do with all the things I want to do?” I have a family; I have grown up children who don’t live with me anymore. I’ve done it all but somehow after doing those things that a woman is supposed to do, the happiness last. I want to do some more. I want to be happy in other aspects of life. Sooner or later, I will leave this earth. Not that I want to, but it is a part of life. Happiness is very addictive like travel. I sat down on my days of contemplation and asked where the time went. It is here then suddenly gone. But the memories I collected through the years make my life go around to the tangibility that I have lived my life to the fullest. I am rich in beautiful memories; I am rich in love. And that is the very essence of my happiness; that I have splendid memories of the times that just passed by in my hands. And I will still gather marvelous memoir as long as I can.

THE WINTER WIND

10 Saturday Jan 2015

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gems, land, lane, Paris

Christmas of 2015 had passed by, and each of us has the memories to cherish. This year is another special one, I stay put in Cairns; went to church, had Christmas lunch and accumulated the best bonding with few members of my family and friends. Like any household, food and drinks overflow; laughter and festive moods dominated the scene. In 2014, I spent Christmas in the city of romance and love, Paris, France. I was doing my research that time. Oblivious to my flight, I was staying beside the Dominican Monastery; covered by another building. A place in Paris not many tourists would go. I attended the Midnight Mass; it became the highlight of my travel. The beautiful voices of the priests as they sang; I felt like lifted to heaven. The songs from heaven gave me so much inspiration. After attending the mass, I inscribed this poem of which I posted January of 2015. DSCN2323

THE WINTER WIND

BY: VIRGINIA CLOSE

As the winter winds caress my very hands

Without gloves, so to speak numbs my very francs

The withered leaves fall to the spirit of my charms

To the joy of my spine in the hush of the vine

Although the lips in the grove nowhere to be found

Nevertheless the landscape of Paris; very grand to the curb

The lights on the Avenue of Champs-Elysees sparkle to the moon

Misty eyes overflow with river of flowing in tune

No upheavals to the just of my soul as I prance

Precipitation of the rain passing  by

Like gems from the shadow of the Dame

Mammon lands in the jostling of the narrow lane

The meadows gleam to the elitist in the gist of the realm

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THE SUBWAY

07 Wednesday Jan 2015

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destiny, enjoyment, happy, humour, laughter

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THE SUBWAY

BY: VIRGINIA CLOSE

In the busy moment on the train;
As I watch different faces of the day.
I begin to see a subtle man eye to eye;
Smiles cluster on my cheeks very shy.

The glow in his eyes speaks with tune.
Hummingbirds suddenly appear on the rail.
I then jostle the haggler in my heart;
Lips of mine beaten by the teeth every grain.

In the glimpses of the contouring curbs;
As I stand, all my body trembles down.
The nearby station is so near yet so bland.
I then hope this handsome man shall go down.

Oh! My gosh, I am sure that my heart jumps like a child.
I realise that in every corner of the station is bright.
As the light of the sun blinds my eyes;
Sparkling with brilliance; never stops as I pass by.

Morning is foaming bubbles in the sky.
As I walk in the pathway of the street;
Someone holds my elbow on my right.
I almost jump with fear very scared.

The gorgeous man in the subway is in my sight;
Giving me the book that fell down from my lap!

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