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Every two minutes
The train is coming...
Every one minutes
Someone is dieing...
Every second counts for me...
With this thoughts
I've got in the fast train
And there I've seen
Some young,
Beautiful lady
With a darker skin
Were sitting
With her children
Very close to me...
Her beautiful daughter
Very insistent
Stretching a hand
Showed her mom
A small present
She's made at
A school today
For Father's Day...
Suddenly the woman's face
Has became sadly
And turned pale...
She's fought
To seize back
Her tears,
Hardly making them
To disappear...
This provoked many
Different questions
And thoughts
About her fears
And the reason
Of this secret tears...
About how early was
My father's death
And the presents
That I've never made...
And fighting with
My self-pity sense
Smiling I've said:
"You are so lucky
With your beautiful kids..."
The woman's just
Glanced at me
As she's came from
Her hidden depths...
Looking at me,
Quiet she's said:
"I can't understand..."
But for a while
She's abandoned
Her black thoughts...
After my stop came
And I've went
Out of the train
Slowly waving them
With my friendly,
But shivering hand...

Iubita

Dear Iubita ~

You are such a blessing to others whose paths cross with yours. I love what you did for this woman and her children. Their story is partially your story; and though they'll never know, you certainly did. With your non-invasive kindness, you brought into their view the reality that life really does happen in the moment. Your last line, also very effectively, adds a whole new dimension.

~ Elizabeth

Dear Iubita -

A beautiful "Join me"... If only there were more people around this world who try to bring the light of a smile into the lives of those they meet...

Thank you.

Tom

Dear Elizabeth,
thanks a lot...as always you are making me so happy with your very kind words...
but you know, Lizzie, that the Devil always has a beautiful side... otherwise how He can make it?...to be so mesmeric and to twist the others paths...
and I really want to be blessing for the others, but there someone and may be more , who don't feel in this way meeting me...eee...this is the life for everyone...otherwise we should became saints...as I've mentioned this word it's reminded me about today in a subway when I was reading the book....very famious here ... "Beautiful LOSERS"...(see, how does it happen by acsident with my capital letters and I am not going to change it for any reason )...
so, LC was giving there a whole page of explanation about "What is a saint?"...and I think, it was wonderful...he said that even "saint does not dissolve the chaos" of the world...and he doesn't need to do..only the energy of love and "contact with this energy results in the exercise of a kind of balance in the chaos of existence"....such an amazing thoughts...and after He made me laughing a lot with some "other" thoughts...and I've been alone...and it was not so appropriate for me as a woman to read this book against others in a subway...but because I am pretending to be part of BL's Society I bravely did it...
ok...it's better to stop with my memories from the subway, because who knows what else will come in my mind...
best regards to every BL, who doesn't want to be a saint, but wants to dissolve the chaos by the energy of Love...

Love, Iubita

Dear Tom,

thank you very much for your very nice words...
as I've already posted above I am trying always to be kind and warm, because without the Light of Love, I think, our live doesn't have any meaning...and I believe, for everyone it's the same...this we always need...

Iubita

I really liked your poem, Iubita.
Thanks for posting it.
Joe