The Golden Life by Robert Garcia - HTML preview

The Golden Life

 

 

On a leaf covered in fresh water, a golden life was born

 

The golden life was a jewel to a king and queen

 

A power of birth

 

Their baby girl had bestowed upon them

 

They had grown so alive with the baby girl

 

Her life was one so truly precious to the water she

 

Was born on

 

As she grew, her gold gem became bolder and stronger

 

She gained power from her gold life

 

A sparkling star, she once plucked from the sky

 

When she was a small child

 

Bringing with her the gift of life

 

A powerful star that she felt breath starlight into her wonderful body

 

The feeling of a love

 

The world had held her hands with

 

The feeling of a wonder

 

She had seen in her own life

 

A past behind her, she still remembered the star

 

How could she ever forget that starlight, which was the one who showed

 

Her and her parents their lives?

 

A powerful starlight, bursting with hope and confidence

 

That breathed the air she felt on her favourite beach

 

Right into her lungs

 

The gold life of a girl would live

 

She would feel herself split open

 

And her true happiness would come out

 

Into her world

 

All the peoples he would meet

 

All the people she would see….

 

They held her gifts with them

 

They all held her gold

 

She brought from her life

 

Into this world

 

In their hearts

 

Ans never forgot her

 

Her visions embraced their lives

 

With her natural gold

 

Her visions remained on their minds

 

Memories

 

Of what was special to their own little worlds

 

 

Her visions would never die

 

The gold of her parents flowed into her

 

When she was born on her leaf

 

On her birthday

 

Oh, how visions of gold would never

 

Fade from anyone’s life.

 

Her parents loved her deeply

 

Her parents gave the gift of gold to her

 

They would love the young woman she had become

 

Forever until her mommy and daddy passed on.

 

 

She was the loss of a lifetime.

 

 

A Loss of Visons

 

 

Looking at her for a special sight,

 

She was lost to him

 

When she walked away from his eyes

 

And left his heart to gray out

 

As he felt him visions of her rain out,

 

He didn’t want to accept his dreams would be gone

 

So, he held out his hand

 

Not to anyone, but to air

 

Hoping someone would touch him back,

 

But no one did….

 

It was a wasted effort, and he felt himself fall apart

 

Even more than before

A reaching hand, it came out of the air to soothe him

 

But it was never enough for him to hold,

 

He collapsed on his knees

 

And cried his colours out

 

Shrieking that he couldn’t find love

 

The hand held onto him regardless, not wanting to let go of

 

His special visions of her….

 

Imagined thoughts, too dreamy to be a reality

 

But he always wished they were

 

He never wanted his dreams of her

 

To stop

 

So he takes out his gray heart

 

And kissed it goodbye

 

Before he goes to a green field of grass

 

Under the clouds he wished to lay with her

 

He lies the gray heart down beside him….

 

He only wishes to pretend it was always her.

 

 

Turning to his side, he imagines her there.

 

 

 

 

The Sad Wind

 

 

As the wind breezed a silver memory across the neighbourhood, a young girl reached out to chase it.

What she found was it vanishing…. He memories had escaped her grasp….

Chasing after herself to find her memories before the wind carried them away….

She realized they were already gone.

As a woman, she looked back at that day….

And realized the wind was so sad….

It wanted to be happy, by remembering something special

Crying that day because her memories were gone, she realized….

She was as sad as the wind had been….

 

She lost her special memories.

 

“I wish to be a young woman now…. I don’t want to stay in my sorrow forever….”

 

As a young woman,

 

She had so many new and bright memories.

 

They shared their sadness in the wind, with her

 

When she had saw them fly away from her reach.

 

 

But when she grew up,

 

She had so many new dreams and memories of her adulthood

 

To share with everyone she ever met….

 

Just by looking her dark eyes

 

Into theirs

 

She let him know what visions she treasured

 

With him loving her.

 

Their time together….

 

Everything in life they held dear

 

Would be visions they would share together….

 

Forever.

 

 

Their dreams had floated in each other’s true smile of life….

 

As her dark and life-filled eyes gazed at him

 

That day.

 

So huge, they were filled with a huge life

 

Of her birth.

 

Oh, that day of hers….

 

A sad wind carried her memories of a girl…. So far away….

 

 

A Sadness of The Falling Rainbow

 

I want to love someone

 

I watched as the rainbow fell to a dull sky,

 

Love being taken from it

 

It could never love someone

 

I saw as the rainbow become a dull colour

 

All of its colours forming into one:

 

A dark, faded gray, dulling out the sky with no love

 

A love that fell down and down, deeper and deeper

 

Until it was lost

 

Never able to have its wonderful colours

 

Resurface again, the rainbow in the sky

 

Began to rain

 

Its version of sad, sad tears

 

The fading clouds in the sky

 

Turning gray into the mass of air

 

Above the world…. As they become sad

 

The rainbow holding them in feels their need

 

To love someone

 

But it can’t help them

 

It, too, can’t love anyone

 

In the dark afternoon sky,

 

No love can be found in the clouds

 

Rain dripped from the afternoon before….

 

A sad reminder of the love that could have been

 

The remembered days, of wanting to love someone.

Love is fading….

 

 

 

A Sadness of The Broken Rainbow

 

The dulled, gray rainbow with no love

 

Broke in half in its misery

 

Trying to find its place in the sky again,

 

It kept missing its life

 

Falling down to the ground,

 

The gray rainbow saw the raindrops from the day before

 

On the ground, slowly going away as love left the sky’s heart

 

Grayed and stormy, it began to rain a loveless rain over the world

 

The sky covered with gray clouds that stopped love

 

From being absorbed into the earth.

 

A figure….

 

Female, womanly, alluring

 

Reaches the spot of the gray clouds and

 

The fallen rainbow, broken with a longing love

 

Looking at the sad, weeping rainbow on the ground,

 

The womanly figure-her-allures what little love she could

 

Bring out of it, in her colour-giving hands

 

The crying rainbow weeps itself on to her hands, as she holds it still

 

Bending over to touch it, as she treats it like her newborn baby.

 

Alluring the gray rainbow to find the love of colours her hands are giving the weather,

 

The sky and clouds don’t remember her, and she can no longer hold in her tears

 

The alluring young woman cries with the colourless rainbow, realizing she has been forgotten

 

In the gray clouds and dull sky…. This evening rain wasted on her….

 

Although hugging the weeping rainbow, sad with her tears, close to her

 

For it to forgive her, she feels the love she was once full of

 

Leave her alluring, healthy body, disappearing into the gray, raining sky and clouds

 

Of nothing she could love.

 

But the rainbow…. Sees her sadness for it as her blooming love

 

The young woman giving her tears to the weather

 

It feels her sad, loveless body…. in its blooming colours,

 

A flower inside it finding life in the sorrowful rain.

 

The rainbow grows while holding the love-giving young woman,

 

As it feels itself receive love from the colours

 

The young woman’s sadness of her own lost love

 

Gave to it

 

When the rainbow

 

Felt the love of her caring.

 

The girl never lost her love…. She had nothing to be sad over.

 

The weeping of the rainbow disappeared into the crying sky, happy tears

 

For the rainbow and the life-giving girl.

 

Holding the lifeless girl in his bright hands,

 

The happy rainbow hugged her so, so close

 

She was the rainbow’s love

 

The weather poured its crying rain, for her

 

At her alluring, lifeless body of love

 

Love is faded…. for the caring girl’s sad life….

 

But the weather felt a spring’s flower blossom from

 

Her sorrowful care.

 

When she felt sadness for them, the girl made the rainbow and the raindrops

 

So happy

 

In the loving, faded evening sky of gray and her bright, sad caring.

 

Love filled the weather with her love.

 

 

The Waves Stepped On

 

The waves stepped on

 

Always remain for a footstep

 

To be remembered

 

Even as they are swept back out to sea,

 

The love in the footstep always remains

 

A footstep of life, that will stay forever, on the beach and shore.

 

 

Where Sound Is Going….

 

Where sound is going

Colourful noises love to follow you there….

 

Where it follows you

A colourful sound

For you and me….

 

A love of sound,

We followed….

 

 

The Tide, The Breeze

 

When the tide flowed in, when the breeze flowed in, a life, born.

When the tide flowed out, when the breeze flowed out, a life, lost.

 

Walking to the centre of the ocean,

I see her,

Standing there,

 

Facing me.

 

No breeze or tide.

 

 

Losing Water

 

Drinking down a bottle, he feels no life from the water.

Walking to the sea, she drinks the shore into her stomach.

The sunlight had given her a life

 

She grows fish gills, her dark eyes become fish-like and she swims in the sea, her belly full of aqua life.

 

Fish scales give her something special to discover about herself.

 

 

Gaining Water

 

He walks down to the sea, and drinks the same water she did.

An empty water bottle, he left behind.

 

He becomes the sand when he drinks.

 

 

The Sea…. Moving Both Ways (Love at Sunset)

 

His sand, swept into the sea, moves off to the distant sunset.

Her discovered fish, moves off to the distant sunset….

To feel sand grains on her body, on the water she breathes.

 

 

Love at Sunrise

 

Two figures, watching a sunrise

When the sun rises on their island,

They kiss and fall dead

 

 

Dreams of A Night Awake (Living In Night Homes)

 

Curtains blowing of a past and present.

In that apartment, in that house.

Somewhere else…. Curtains blowing of a past and present

Of that apartment, of that house

Dark silhouettes of curtains hidden in the night

Deep shadows on the walls inside the night’s dark.

 

The wind blows outside, as it always has, and will always do.

 

At both homes.

 

Outside, it is dark, as it always is.

 

At both homes.

 

Inside it is dark with no lights turned, as it always it,

 

At both homes.

 

A dream to dream of floating outside, in the breeze.

 

Sleeping outside, in night.

 

A dark sky that wraps around both bodies, in both homes, the sleeping ones living in their homes

 

Floating into the air

 

In the air, he meets she

 

And they sleep, touching hands with each other,

 

In the cool winds of the forever night.

 

 

Back at home, he kisses his reminders of her good night.

Back at home, she is already asleep.

She missed his good night.

 

But he senses where she is

 

And he says it anyway, looking at the reminders of her

 

On his hearts:

“Good night, wherever you live…. Wherever you are….”

“In this night that is so many others, you have slept through.”

 

He opens the window to his bedroom to let the sounds of night and air in,

 

And he falls asleep, dreaming of where she is awake.

 

 

 

Today, I wake up

 

A brand-new world, outside

 

Raindrops from the night on glass

 

A dim outside, clouds handing high

 

And although I feel suffocated

 

With a deep sadness

 

I remember her

 

And I remember myself

 

The feeling

 

That I am alive

 

And have hope

 

For her life.

 

So.... good morning world....

….myself....

….and her....

 

In this sadness I feel, I feel her float with me.

 

 

 

The Light of Sadness

 

The sadness that spread across us

The sadness we see inside ourselves…. We fear ourselves

 

As we cry out our tears

 

But there’s no need to cry over sadness

 

We do it anyway, to release the despair and sorrow we have

 

Over ourselves

 

But what we don’t know

 

Is that sad tears are so helpful for us

 

To learn

 

To grow

 

To think

 

To feel

 

To understand our sadness

 

Inside us, we feel the sadness grip our hearts

 

Fighting to be loose of it

 

But why not cry ourselves out

 

So that our sadness can find a home

 

Inside our hearts

 

So we welcome sadness

 

And see the light it has given us.

 

We can dream of visions

 

Of a wonderful future

 

As our sadness

 

Cries itself out

 

Into our past.

 

But a wonderful future full of dreams

 

Awaits us

 

I just know

 

Our sadness made us understand

 

How to be happy.

 

To a blissful future, one day.

 

I just know our sadness will

 

One day

 

Make us so happy.

 

So lie with your life outside reality,

 

And cry your sadness out with powerful tears

 

I know

 

One day in your life

 

You will feel

 

So, so truly alive.

 

 

The feeling of how you should be

Experiencing an uplifted life

Without sadness

When you were born

 

The only sad that remains will be

The sad that made you see life in a happy dream

 

Thank a sadness

For letting you feel love.

 

Sadness was so loved.

 

 

The Rising Dawn on The Island

 

When the sun rose on the island,

The lovers on the island had died

 

When the sun was high in the morning sky,

The lovers came to life

 

And, a kiss, from her to him

On his and her island