I think that the Stars are lonely though they appear together every night.
They can’t move to hold hands unless it’s time for them to die
and fall to the earth as giant fireballs,
hoping their collision will be the next best thing to a kiss.
I think the Sky is secretly pink.
He is just too sensitive that he stole the color of the Sea
to hide his femininity.
The Sea on the other hand is his crestfallen lover who shed everything,
even her own color, to reflect what her lover is.
And sometimes when he notices her suffering, a bit of pink
peeks out from the blue.
I think the Trees stand tall or bend low on windy days
just so they could hear the musings of both Sea and Sky.
I also think they love to gossip as they whisper day and night.
I think that the Night never really chases after the Day.
It just so happens that he likes to go where the sun has been.
The moonlit chill made him cold enough that
a sliver of her warmth couldn’t hurt.
I think that Pain could feel herself all the time.
She just got used to the feeling she is numb
to her own sensation. Now Love
is more selfish than we think.
Just imagine giving himself away for free
then demanding too much once felt.
Like a Rose ready for the picking yet draws out blood once held.
I think she still looks beautiful… and deadly.
I think Death is the kindest of them all.
He hides in the shadows and comes out to the light
just so he could tuck us in bed for one last sleep.
He cares enough to risk burning his pale skin in the sun
even though we don’t want him to.
I think God is the master of figurative speech.
He makes sure that his metaphors and ironies never left anything clear.
Because something as clear as glass breaks easily.
But something as muddled as a swamp has unfathomable depth.
Maybe God is also a writer; and all writers are godly –
the way they create universes with mere words
and have their creation withstand the test of time.
You know what I think?
I think words are useless unless understood.
so is God, so is Love and Pain, so is Death, so are
the Stars, Sea, and Sky… So is a Rose.
I think so am I. Luckily you are there
to understand my chaos.
You know what I think?
I think that U and I are the only letters in the alphabet
that sounds lovely though they’re far apart.