Rest

Sometimes

we just need to pause

Then find again

What was lost

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Going back

13 days to go before the end of Enhanced Community Quarantine (ECQ) here in the Philippines. It has been over 2 months since the outbreak of Covid-19 started here and things are not the normal like it used to be.

It feels very strange writing again in my blog. Everything looks so familiar and nostalgic. I can only reminisce those times I was so active in blogging and that my comfort zone is here. And now, it feels very different. It seems like writing back here again is going out of my comfort zone. The past four years of my life (2016 -2019) was very thrilling. So far, it's the roller coaster part of my life that made me forget this little space of my life. And I quite regret it.

The world is very preoccupied today. I bet people nowadays find it very weird to blog since the most popular today is vlogging, which became a trend so fast that almost everyone likes to vlog! Sometime in the future, the term 'vlog' will be included in the dictionary.

Anyway, I am here again because it's still ECQ. And after all those weeks of being a bit productive (yes I've been productive, but that should be a different post), it's just today that I felt going back again to writing these kind of thoughts of mine.

I'm planning to do a 10-day challenge to properly get back here.

I'll have to take little steps again, so I won't feel overwhelmed and pressured.

Well it's just me who's pressuring me.

I hope I'll do well.

To anyone who's reading this, please stay safe, okay? 

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Just an old poem

It's this poem's 2nd year yesterday, yet it's just going to be published now. 

This is dedicated to someone with whom I felt so many things. One of which is expressed through this poem.

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Sometimes our hearts beat in tandem.

Like the perfect color combination of violet and blue in a red sunset;

Or like the matching taste of a dark chocolate drink with marshmallows;

Or like the harmozing duet of piano and violin playing in an orchestra.

And yet there are still times

That we find our hearts longing and lost.

Times when the red sunset begins to fade in the dark of the night;

When the afternoon rain becomes a thunderstorm that stirs up the tranquillity of the hour;

Or when the conductor finally faces the audience, signifying that music has now come to end.

There will be moments that our hearts

Will be confused and hurting.

But I hope they will always remember:

That morning comes after the night,

A rainbow always arches the sky after the storm,

And that beautiful music can be anywhere.

There is someone who can stay and will stay through it all.

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Where are you?

Losing something that is so dear to you sucks.

I have kept it for so long, waiting for the right time to be used.

But the right time never came, so I decided to check if it's still safe.

Yet lo and behold, it's gone.

I tried so hard in looking for it. 

But only traces were left, like its storage where I kept it.

You tell me just buy another one?

NO.

It can't be bought by ordinary not even expensive money,

neither it be exchanged with the most precious things in the world.

Do you feel me?

I'm not sure if you do.

But all I wish now is that it's not forever gone.

That one day, it'll just show up.

And if that time comes, I won't just keep and store it.

I will always use it.

And take care of it.

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