MY CHRISTMAS

I wrote this poem like 17years ago and funnily, it was meant to be a project for my kid brother. He was in junior high, i think, probably his last year and they were asked to do something on Christmas. So he asked if i could write him a poem which i did. But when i did, i really didn't pay too much attention to it 'cos i practically wrote it in about 10 to 20 minutes.

After, many years i took a look at the poem again and i felt it was one of those poems you simply scribble without much thought but actually, it's really the heart doing the writing.

So as you read this poem of mine....please open your heart to this season we celebrate, and find your own true meaning for this season.

Enjoy:

Some say it’s about eating and drinking
Which makes me go into deep thinking
That a day called CHRISTMAS DAY
Is nothing but a long and beautiful day
Of nothingness but a little pretty fairy tales
During the time of winter gaze
Oh! My meaningful Christmas
Where have you gone, just like that
Of a little daisy child
With lots of love and good tidings
Oh! My joyful meaningful Christmas
Tell me about you
This always makes me happy and dance
Tell me the real things you do
And let them know the true meaning of you.
(c)nabel

So, HAVE YOURSELVES A MERRY LITTLE CHRISTMAS and remember, be true and real to you.
Peace out
GENTLEHAWK

A CRY FOR HELP

As I lay me down
Heaven hear me now
I'm lost without a cause
After giving it my all

Winter storms have come
And darkened my sun
After all that I've been through
Who on earth can I turn to?

I look to you
I look to you
After all my strength is gone
In you I can be strong

I look to you
I look to you
And when melodies are gone
In you I hear a song, I look to you

About to lose my breath
There's no more fighting left
Sinking to rise no more
Searching for that open door

And every road that I've taken
Led to my regret
And I don't know if I'm gonna make it
Nothing to do but lift my head.............

When i first heard this song by Whitney Houston, (and by the way, i am a huge fan...i don't think there will be a better fan of hers than moi, with everything she went through, it was a good thing to have her back) i simply enjoyed the beats and rhythm and mostly importantly...........the magic and comfort her music has always given to me. It is also worth mentioning that if you know the Diva the way i do, you would notice that she has obviously lost something while in rehab and that we will never have the old Whitney back, .....well, not completely. What she has gone through, has taken, or better still, stolen alot from her....even in her vocals.

Anyway, as i listened to this song again i felt she was trying to communicate her heart to someone, anyone, out there who cares to listen. She knew, she needed saving, most especially from herself but she doesn't know how. It is much more devastating when you acknowledge your problems but there is little or nothing you can do about it. One becomes so depress that the more one feels helpless, the more the problem sucks you in. The lyrics of this song is so strong and deep. This makes me wonder, if we take a critical look at our problems, we will discover that "WE" are the problem. And it takes a person with deep roots and high level of humility to admit their weakness and vulnerability......in public. But honestly speaking, don't we all need saving from ourselves? A lot of us, don't even realise we're lost until we have lost everything and most times, everyone we hold dear. Her honesty, her humility and her fore-rightness in this song makes her a number one as far as i am concerned. Looking at the world today, it is difficult to differentiate what is real from what is not. People aren't real anymore and so is their emotions; and whatever is connected to them. It is very easy to lose one's way in that kind of world. A world that demand you to be perfect despite, it, not been perfect. An imperfectly perfect world. How depressing can it be.

But the thing is, you are allowed to lose your way....get lost. It's perfectly fine 'cause we are HUMAN. But it stops been fine when you fall and refuse to stand. When you are weak you refuse to ask for a strong hand for help. Everyone at one time or the other will need to ask for help....we can't simply do it alone. We are built to ask for help and to be assisted. No man can be an Island. I need you as much as you need me.

With this, i believe that the song is the best song ever....in the history of Whitney's musical career.

As for me, it helps put my mind at rest that these celebrities are people too, just like you and i. And that the have the rights, like everyone else, to make mistakes, learn from them and then move on with their lives.

There's nothing as peaceful and comforting as been REAL and TRUE to yourself and to everyone around you.

So try to be Real and True!

It's your Gal

Gentlehawk

Well, i guess it will be appropriate to say to all my readers or fans as this case goes, HAPPY NEW YEAR. You might be thinking HAPPY NU YEAR in the month of March? Yea, Yea. Please give me a break or cut me some slack, will ya...lol. It's just that this 2010, began with so many bad things that it is difficult for people, at least me, to keep track or at least think straight. Tragedy upon tragedy, individually or group-wise. Just when you are stepping out of one or getting a relieve from one, you get struck by another tragedy. Interesting this year has been for every human being.

The economic melt down, train crash, plane hijacking, earthquakes, unexpected deaths of loved ones, flood, terrorism and the lists goes on and on. God help us. But really what is going on? Everywhere one looks there is a sad song. Yet in the mist of all there are many having a great time. Making greatness and riches in these trying times. My mother says it has always been so and it will always be so. Is that true? Is that the essence of our world? Is there still hope for those who hold on to hope? The pain of some is the gain of some? Is that the reality of life? Am i seeing the world the way it is or the way it we want it to be?

When i was younger, the world to me was the most beautiful thing that i could not wait to explore. And i know, for every child in us, it felt this way. But now, it is what i refer to as a "mixed feeling".

We called for change - change in our way of life but is this change the beginning of our doom? For so many, life has lost its taste. It's more like a crew at sea left with just a few jar of dry, hard and tasteless biscuit and the storm just started.

But in the mist of this, Life is still very beautiful, if you know what it takes to look inwards.

Stay tune

Gentle hawk