Quotes Unlimited

One night, a sudden urge to review past comments written in my blog prompted me to highlight some of the comments I wrote.  I read and re-read them to remind myself that these writings were not just for the people I shared my thoughts to but also for me, fitting quotes to live by. 

Have a lovely weekend everyone!

Picturesque Ban Pilok

A place called Pilok

up by Kanchanaburi

lies pristine beauty.

Of love eternal

with aspiring forever

the bridge as silent witness.

Bright morning sunshine

clear skies and blue still water

perfect place to be.

Up in the mountain

where the door to heaven lays

opens to lost souls.

A blanket of clouds

that cover the greens and browns

  to sleep mid-morning.

From a bird's eye-view

of roads and trails like weaving

a tapestry fine.

This Little Light

I remember my good Angkong (lolo or grandfather) who established a small restaurant when he settled in the country.  I, being the eldest boy among the grandchildren, became his right hand person. 

He was known as a good cook, especially with fried noodles and I was a witness of his trade and skills. One of my task was to feed the fire with wood and wood shavings.  I would always be excited when sacks upon sacks of wood shavings would be delivered and poured into the dry storage.   Therefore, I became a vigilant knight protecting the cavern of fire so as for it to remained fiery.  I was my lolo's fire, metaphorically speaking, as he busied himself in the kitchen.

When my aunt took my grandfather away so he could be with her in another house, we closed the business.  With my numerous visits to see my lolo, I saw in him the longing to be back in his old home, and that was ours.  He was fading and his happiness was of my short visits as we drank tea and exchanged witty conversations.  To have that comfort zone taken was just not right.

And most recent, I remembered my childhood because of a sad event and then recalled how I made that fire bright and burning inasmuch as cooking made my grandfather alive and well.  I told myself that I should never take that zest away from my spirit, that I should continue to blaze along the trail.  It also became evident that one hiccup does not make our lives unbearable.  

Just like fire, I should continue to be fervent and bright.  Just like light, I should continue to shine forth and lead.  Just like my lolo, we go on with life not because we make more money but because we love what we do.  Take heed so nobody takes that fire away from you.  Be like fire, transform yourself.