When I think about the months that passed
And the wave of change that sacked all we know
While there’s a quiet void
At the same time, I can’t keep out the noise
But the dawn gives hope
And the waxing moonlight listens to all our woes
The rain washes fears
And the melody of nightfall consoles the weary
Above all are all those dearest
Who make time to talk
Who send some care
Who remain present
Who sit in your thoughts
Who hold your heart
Without them, would these times still make sense?
I think not
Author: mickijosue
Passing
Today I didn’t think of you less
Nor did I try hard enough to let it pass
Like a flower floating in an open field
I sway to and from letting the days sweep by
Maybe one day it will settle in the pits of my heart
Like the dew after a cold morning
Or maybe it will wither and turn into something else
Something still
Something beautiful
Something hopeful
Because as seasons change so do we
And if there is anything that will remain
It will be the memory of you
Enough
There are so many things I want to say
But I have no words
I wish I could console you
But anything I say will not be enough I
f there was a moment I could forget
It would be now
Because seeing you like this
Without a means to relieve you
Without the right to make it better
Without a promise I can keep
Will always be something to regret
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When dawn broke,
I sat in my own thoughts and let all the memories simmer for a while
Memories of all kinds.
I saw friends’ smiles and nights with too much wine.
I passed through clouds and broke into the night sky.
I smelled aromatic flavors as I meandered through narrow streets.
I felt the cold and damp morning rain while running for the train.
I felt my breath give way as I conquered the last sprint.
I felt a tug and I fell into a warm embrace.
Then I let the year that was take over.
Mornings without having to say goodbye.
Homemade meals together.
Rediscovering what it means to live.
Despite the uncertainty, love anew.
Pickle: The Convenient and Enjoyable Answer to Eating Healthy
As much as I wanted to do meal preps every weekend so that Poch and I could start eating healthier, the reality is that our weekends are just as hectic as weekdays. They’re filled with errands, family obligations, and the like, so we barely get to just stay home and cook.
So, as mentioned in a previous post, we started subscribing meal delivery plans to jumpstart our attempt at a healthier eating. And after a couple of tries, we found one that not only met our needs to eat healthy, but also offered delicious meals that we truly enjoyed!
Dear Siargao
Indeed, there is beauty in simplicity, but it has never been so apparent to me than in the last five days I spent in Siargao. This captivating remote island is bereft of materilisim, commercialism, and pretense. And while Instagram has painted a pretty reputation for Siargao, this no-filter-needed beach is actually a very modest, unassuming place that perfectly epitomizes simple island living.
Patience
At the brink of dawn
The silence stares at me
Challenging my patience
Not yet, she says
For you are restless
You feel uneasy
Surrender to the stillness
Listen to the rising sun
And find peace in what will be done
All in due time
Only He knows when
First of Summer: Coron
The last time I was in Coron was in 2008, over ten years ago. That time, Coron was not that popular. We arrived via a ship that took us first to Bohol then Boracay, with Coron as the culminating destination. My fond memories of that trip included a beautiful set of islands, untouched and absolutely breathtaking.
Coming back was something I had looked forward to because one, I love the beach and couldn’t wait to be reunited with the sea. And two, Coron was one of the locations at the top of my list of favorite beaches. Pocholo and I had been eyeing it for some time but had never been able to actually book a trip. Luckily, the Perreras family decided that this year’s annual trip would be in Coron–finally, it happened!
The Beach
Tell me, what is it about you?
Is it the way you whisper to me in my dreams?
Is it the way you are able to calm my depths?
Micki Josue 