Wednesday, January 18, 2012

morning glory

once you see the deeper meaning
in doing what you love,
an occupation ceases to be an occupation,
but a spiritual experience.

that is what i see
in musical performances,
by artists like yes
and many others,
which inspire me
in awe and spiritual wonder,
in guessing whether -
what they feel -
while writing and performing their songs,
equals the excitement of ipomoea purpurea,
the morning glory flowers,
when touched by the morning sunlight.

i can only hope
to do the same
with my chosen
profession.

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

everybody's got their own feelings when they do what they do may be to love his profession as to what a person would understand the work if he liked it and she felt you could probably also be so is not.and you can,l bealive that.

Ting Tong said...

hmm :) humanism existence. everyone have it.
u do hv a rotor too of course, c'mon buffalo soldier.
everything will be alright
bisa!

ayo ... seperti kerbau yang menarik pedati setiap pagi ^_^

eeh saya berdenting, permisi ...

anyone said...

When you’re searching for the light
And you see no hope in sight
Be sure and have no doubt
He’s always close to you

He’s the one who knows you best
He knows what’s in your heart
You’ll find your peace at last
If you just have faith in Him
BY MAHER ZAIN FEAT IRFAN MAKKI

BeluBelloBelle said...

oi oi oi tumben berderet ret ret ret pret

(baca) truz komen:

Ooooh gitu toh, hmm pff ... enjoy sajalah :))
katanya org2 mah nyaa tiasa wae, pan akang anu nulis kieu "sky was not the limit. moon was up there" nah beyond eta t masih aya gusti nu agung (hehehe...)

kanpai kaaang :D

Mangga ah tipayun :p

witri said...

consider a career change to be a poet :)

Anonymous said...

Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1844


A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books. ~Walt Whitman


Break open a cherry tree and there are no flowers, but the spring breeze brings forth myriad blossoms. ~Ikkyu Sojun

Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you. ~Edward Payson Rod

Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men or animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some are pensive and diffident; others again are plain, honest and upright, like the broad-faced sunflower and the hollyhock. ~Henry Ward Beecher, Star Papers: A Discourse of Flowers


Flowers don't worry about how the're going to bloom. They just open up and turn toward the light and that makes them beautiful. ~Jim Carrey

With daffodils mad footnotes for the spring,
And asters purple asterisks for autumn -
~Conrad Aiken, Preludes for Memnon, 1930

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
~William Wordsworth, "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud," 1804

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Buat tuan daun dari vampir kentang
:p

BeluBelloBelle said...

ya ampuuun! ga ada cerita baruuuu ... gak seru nih, *pembaca kuciwooo*

Anonymous said...

@belinda:stuju nih gak da crita bru

Anonymous said...

Sepertinya saya ikut dimakan salju #eaaa...bukan hanya putih tapi beku dengan lapisan tebel. kalau musim terbalik berarti bekunya bakalan tipis saat musim hangat.

Have fun and take care Mr. Snowman , sampai berjumpa lagi di bulan yang hangat

:)BJK

Anonymous said...

pasti tahun ini (2013) makin banyak deh yg "udar-ider" where ever the occupation chasing ... dear you ganbateee ya, dimari juga muter2 ( fiuuuh @_@" )

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