A Beautiful Dream

I had a beautiful dream last night. 

In my dream, I was thinking of God and how He would look like.

First, I saw wisps of bright white clouds slowly passing above the clear blue sky.

Then,  I saw a swirling pinkish light moving away from my sight.

As the swirling pink light grew smaller in the distance, gradually another figure, on the left appeared. I saw an eye colored brownish green.

The last thing I saw was a white duck swimming in calm waters.

A couple of hours ago, the weather here looked gloomy, dark rain clouds hovered over grey skies.  Then we had a big downpour, rained like cats and dogs.   I saw some lightning on the horizon, and claps of thunder made Yuki jump on the couch beside Tin.  Then the rain stopped.

Now, as I look up the bright clear blue sky with the beautiful white clouds passing by,  I think about God, who is the source of everything beautiful, everything good in this world. My sun kissed flowers in full bloom and plants sway as the gentle breeze and bright sunlight caress them.  My brown wooden deck complement the healthy green leaves of my plants. I see deep pink, white, red, light pink, red/orange flowers swaying in the wind, most petals upward as if praising and adoring Him who created them.

I savor this beautiful day.  Although my body aches from two games of pick up basketball yesterday, I feel good, healthy and strong for my age. 

The ducks in our nearby ponds must be having the time of their lives in this time of plenty - sunshine, water, food.  God provides.

God is good.

Remembering Mother

Where are you Mom?

 I miss you.

My heart aches.

I long for you.

I love you.

Tears fall down my cheeks as I go back in time - you looking at me affectionately, patting my head for a good deed.

Mother, do you still smile now,like the way you smiled at me before? 

Do you even know how much soothing it is just remembering you?

Happy Mother's Day Mom,

Love,

from me to you.

In Solitude

All alone sitting on a chair; the room is dark;
Looking out the window; wet deck reflecting the vast gray sky; light rain from the sky falling; still and quiet inside.  I open the glass door ever so slightly- cold breeze brushes my cheeks.

And then a symphony of little beautiful sounds I hear - the wind howling, the pitter patter of raindrops hitting the wooden deck, and is that the chirping sound of a wet little robin I hear?

I close the door, sat on my chair, close my eyes, pray in this moment of complete silence; nothingness; but me;  and then You are with me; feel You; just the two of us; nothing else.

Love, peace, perfection, truth and oneness with You, for a fleeting moment.  Was it a minute or two or more?  I do not know.

All I know is You are true. 
In solitude,
 now,
in perpetuity,
 tomorrow.

Why?

Why am I awake this late, looking up, wondering ,
why hours before dawn this cloudy sky has a reddish hue?
Is it the moon, the stars, the backyard light reflected by the snow?

I do not know.

Three days from now I will be sixty,
 much happier than when I turned fifty, more in love
than when I was twenty.

My heart is light, burdens unloaded,
filled with You, love, peace and joy.
Sharing to the wounded,
 to You and everyone , even to Yuki,  more so with Loy.

Is it You within me,
or me within You?

Why am I here?
You alone knows,
am happy to know.

To be with You,
to be loved forever,
when I am no more.