in the midst of a daydream
i was gifted by thoughts of you

so i whispered to the wind
to carry my smile
to where ever you are

looked up to the sun
became aware once more
of it's warm embrace
asked it to shine
right here
right now
in your space right now

felt Zephyrus' gentle touch across my face
whispered to him once more
begged pretty please
if i could add....
a kiss
and a hug
with that smile
i've just given to you
© Ethel Sampang 2007

if you wake to the sound of birds
singing a harmony, lyrics known only to them
ssshhhh
listen close
close your eyes
open wide
set your spirit free
you'll feel the beauty of their song
feel its warm steady beat wash over you
..... you'll hear their secret song for what it is

it's a song to celebrate life
a witty little ditty
in anticipation of the rising sun
a cheerful fare thee well to the lonesome moon
a cheerful hello to who ever bothers to listen to their song
a beautiful ode to the mother of all things

i hope that for just one moment in time
time freezes for you just as it did for me
and if it does....
grab a hold of that smile
remember the beauty of this simple song
hold it close
don't let go
and share this secret
to the one that needs it most
© Ethel Sampang 2007

my chimera

hold me in your arms tonight
whisper in my ear
and tell me that everythings going to be alright
hold me close
sing me a lullaby
wrap your arms around me
and just hold me

i can feel myself slipping away
fighting a losing battle
just barely holding on

breathless
on edge
struggling to take that next breath

distressed
disturbed
alone
undone
hold me tight
be my borrowed strength for this night

don't let go
coz i just might slip away
terrified
demoralised
distraught

that if i lose my grip
i might never find the strength to come back
be forever lost in never never land

tell me a story as you hold me
take me back in your safe haven

tell me again that everythings going to be alright
that angels and fairy dust are real
tell me that wishes do come true

because now you have me
and i have you

remind me again of the dreamer that is me
call her back and make her whole again
hold me tight as you call her back
give my logic strength
as i reach out to hold my dreamers hand

breathe confidence in me
as we both find the strength to fly as one

wrap us both gently in your song
take from me this weakness and despair

hold me close
don't ever let me go

lay me gently down to sleep
to dream as a dreamer should

so that when i wake to realitys call
i would remember that
..............
as a sign of small trust
i reached out
and held my own hand

as i walked this path
of ephemeral insanity
© Ethel Sampang 2007

It used to be....
That when I closed my eyes...
I could remember you -
Just like so.

I used to be able to take myself back
Back to the simple elegance of our secret melody
I used to let it wash over me
I used to let it take me away
Soaking it all in

So I could remember you -
Just like so

Until I've had enough
Until I was ready
To let the memory go
Once again
And will myself back

Floating between
A world of wishful dreams
And wakefulness
Struggling to leave this memory behind

I opened my eyes
And I loose my breath

Beyond the noise of reality
I could hear our melody

And if I choose to look
Or if I'm caught unaware
I can see an image
Of you
Of me
Of "us"

Images of what once was
Come back to haunt me on this day

When it used to be
Just a memory
That all I needed to do
Was close my eyes
And remember -
Just like so
© Ethel Sampang 2007

Been running from my thoughts for the past few days. Dodging and weaving from persistent thoughts, hoping against hope that I don't get pulled under to that place within. I can feel it slowly wrapping itself around me. Whispers of a dream, fragments of a wish, disjointed thoughts ..... all combining together into a persistent mist. Trailing after me, swirling itself around me in its sweet sweet melody. Holding me in a loose embrace. I can feel it slowly pull me under into a tight embrace. Struggling to break free, losing grip of my hold to lifes reality. Where logic and my eyes are wide open and my soul kept safe. I hold on tight for dear life, better this for now than to let my soul free.

And so I break free....for now. With a depth of sorrow I can not express, I will myself to drown out the mournful cries of my soul. I square my shoulders as a soldier would and I forge on ahead. And as I gather strength to go on, I continue my mantra. Not much longer now, just a little longer till I set you free. Not much longer now.....

To the select few who give me strength when I need it most at times like this - my thanks to you comes from deep within. In your own random ways, each of you gift me with brief bursts of joy that my soul drinks in. And yes, incase you've wondered, this thanks includes the one with hot pink cushions in his lounge. You are a gem of a find - be warned, for now that I have found you, I'm keeping you safe within my circle of "select few".

Although my words echo this melancholy sadness of my soul, smile for me. Because in each of you I take what joy there is left for me to enjoy and I drink it all in - just until this tempest within resides. Hoping that one day, I can do the same for you as what you have done (and keep doing) for me.

A ghost of a smile touches my face and slowly takes hold as I think of you all. Where ever you all are, my love goes out to you all - for this gift we share.

© Ethel Sampang 2007