Bring Me Peace

Pause
This moment calls for a stop in time
A rip in the dimensions
Call Einstein and formulate a plan
To capture this place and
Eternally preserve it

Inhale
Deep breaths that mist all over
Air my lungs have long forgotten
Pleasure my brain not so long ago felt
In places long lost

Dive
Crystal clear water
If only it stood still
But streams don't stand still
They keep flowing
Endlessly

Bask
The greens of the place
The colors of the flowers
The butterflies, bees...
Nature at one of her
Best moments...

Creep
My hands, pale and trembling,
They grasp the smooth, polished
Rocks..
Worn down through the centuries
I slip, laugh, creep again through
The churning stream

How long has this place stood?

How many faces has it met?

Never succumbing to the changes
Of history... ever flowing, ever peaceful...

A place worthy for faeries,
Whose dainty wings carry
Sweet dew...

If only time stood still all around
And nature allowed me to
Frolic in this place
Forever...

Bring me peace,
My mind is craving for it...

Lost In Paradise

no, not so lost... actually. :)

Me, Exel, Red, Jupett (ja-pet), Arlene, and Nikkie had a little romp in this little getaway in a faraway place... and when I say far, I mean feet-breaking, sweat-soaking, toungue-hanging 30 minutes walk far... up and down the mountain and through banana fields.. not to mention the slippery, almost 90degrees slope down or up... either way, you still have to be extra carefull... coz if you ain't... you get a boo-boo... (my souvenier from this excursion was a few scrapes on my left arm and a bruised patella... (for those who don't know what a patella is, it's the knee cap)...

but anyway, the hike was worth the walk for lo and behold we materialized beside a little stream... it was like a scene from a paradise-kind-of-movie or those nature scenes we always see in National Graphic, Discovery Channel, etc... the air had a nice kind of coldness to it, our breaths literally misting in the air... we didn't need to smoke cigarettes (if ever we needed to, Red was puffing away) just to look like we were... various fauna hugged the mossy limestone walls and a few birds, bees, and butterflies graced us with their presence... the natural mist that veiled the area carried with it a different sweetness that the excuse for an air of the city cannot and will never be able to offer... being there made you forget all about your everyday worries... all you knew was that you were there and you wanted to stay there...

God, it was like... wow... the place took my breath away... words couldn't describe how I felt but damn.. did I feel the best in weeks!

the water... how to describe an ever-changing, flowing, entity... every second that passes, every micro that disappears into nothing... you wade into the icy water and for each breath, each step, you are wading in different water... it flows around you, seemingly through you, chilling you down to your very last nerve endings yet something in it makes it more of a pleasure than distaste... when you rise from the water, the cold air sends tiny tingles down your spine, then back up to your head where it registers the sensation to all parts of your body... you feel like you can move but you can't.... it flows in and out, finding places for it to pass, ignoring the rocks that were keeping it from doing so... as they pass the natural dams, they make a rushing noise that drowns most of conversation... but somehow, it didn't sound like noise but a soothing music to my ears...

the air... fresh... pure... clean... unblemished... the kind of air you could only wisp on top of mountains... yes, we were on a chain of mountains... hills... i don't know what exactly but the air that stayed with us for the duration of the day was nerve-wrackingly-intense... methinks I got a "fresh-air high" coz when we got back to the city, I felt empty... you take one breath... no, you gulp lots of it down to your lungs and you keep gulping like you could inhale forever... but since you can't, you exhale, and your warm breath collides with the cold air... hello, I'm puff the magic dragon... I spent at most 30 minutes lying down on the cool rocks that were scattered, (part of the place, to be exact,) all over, breathing in and out... in and out... in and out... I could keep breathing there forever...

the rocks... don't ever forget these things... they have stood the test of time and have seen and acquired knowledge that could spark anybody's imagination... from tiny pebbles to gigantic boulders, you name it, the place had them everywhere... various others grew or played on these rocks... lichen, moss, little fern plants, spiders, bugs, bees... some rocks were over ten feet tall! I almost slipped on that particular rock and crashed with more rocks... that would have been the end of me, my friends would find me floating face down in a still pool somewhere... I would have accepted if I died in that peaceful place... I felt like I could die anytime... I noticed it because I was careless, hopping from one wet rock to another... I slipped, yes... that's where I got my bad knee from... but I didn't care much... It didn't actually hurt until we were back at Arlene's friend's house...

pain is forgotten... we were like little children... singing songs at the top of our lungs, shouting at the top of our lungs (it was only me who shouted), playing "splash" if we were swimming, laughing our hearts out... gosh... I know someone who would love that place... *writes a sign: Aicha*

yup, she would like it there... it would regenerate and revive her so much... I dunno what problems she has to bear both with peers and parents but this would have been the perfect spontanous gift for her and her bizzare mind... peace, onnesan

anyway, what's a getaway if you don't have food?

unfortunately, due to the excitement that was bulding up, we totally forgot to bring some old newspapers and, if possible, some kerosene for our cooking... fortunately, some people who were hiking in the area lent us a helping hand... gave us more charcoal and lit the fire for us... we cooked the fish that we brought with us and did it with much success! (the barbecue sticks dropped along the way through a hole in the plastic bag...)

god, it was so cool... literally... that after we dunked in the water and laid ourselves to dry, we were smokin'... we were having so much fun, we completely forgot about the time... it was 4:47 when we checked the watch and bade sad farewell, but see you soon, to the place... back up the muddy, moist, damp, wet, hiking trail (if it could be called a trail)... it was exhausting but we made it... again, I almost slipped and fell off... we went back to Arlene's friend's house and stayed there for a while, dressed up (the water in the river was clean, no need to soap... but I'm taking a bath back home, when I get home), ate dinner and rode a container truck back down to the city...

once we arrived, I longed so much for the air that was there, up in that frosty place...

but, goddamn... does my knee hurt!