I normally go offline during weekdays so I can concentrate on my job and won’t be distracted by the Internet – most especially by the blogosphere. Spending time here -reading and commenting – is one of my current pleasures in life, yet if I don’t watch it, it’ll wreak havoc to my daily routine and schedule. But I had to go online tonight because it’s my blogger pal’s birthday. This friend of mine has been with me here for almost a year now. He’s been like a younger brother to me and I’m sure he considers me like an elder sister. We kind of made a pact in the not so distant past we’re gonna be pals for as long as we can. Well, I’m counting on that. I guess part of the reason why my camaraderie with him has been, so far, my most successful and the longest one is because we do not take each other so seriously. Sometimes we are there for each other, sometimes we’re not, but the connection stays anyway. The exchange between us has always been lighthearted – not much expectation as what usual friends hold. Nonetheless, we respect each other and try to be sensitive towards what either of us might be going through. Also one of the most intelligent WordPress writers I’ve ever met, this dear friend of mine has recently moved to his new home in New Jersey with his long-time lady. I’m happy for them and wish them quite well.
Dear blogger Dave (of the blog “A Spoonful of Sugar”), this is the poem (if you can call it that) I promised I’d come up with on your birthday. I’ve warned you I ain’t poetic, but just this once, I will be :-). Except for the supposed poem, everything here is extemporaneous. So, bear with me.
You’re a man of a dozen seminal passions
who’s prolific in manner of words and styles
A man full of facets and dimensions
who lets nothing disrupt or colonize his visions.
Yet you haven’t had the easiest life
And have even served time
in the land of compliance
But life keeps on cutting and polishing you
For the promise of better judgment
For the promise of resplendent ideals.
You generously award your trust
along with your graceful heart
for nameless, faceless strangers
in hopes of infinite connections
For fellowships you could only hope
would be beyond superficial.
You’ve inevitably exposed your soul
to the hurts of this world
Because there’s nothing more you’d want
than to belong to the truth.
May you further your flight
by letting more stories happen to you
while strengthening your voice
and defending your insights with fire.
May you be the best guardian
of your heart and choices,
In balancing the act of light and shadow
through the intense art of your ways.
May you be able to battle
the enchanting song of certain sorrows
That I may see you,
my best blogger pal,
integrate your heart, your spirit,
your intellect, your being,
into the finest man you’re meant to be.
You know that with writing,
You and I
may just be bound
in this blogging world we reside
never to part as friends.
Happy 32nd Birthday to you.