Monday, August 28, 2006

Somewhere over the rainbow...

Somewhere over the rainbow, in another world,
we walk together, hand in hand, and share a lemonade drink.
We have faith in the power of dreams,
think that everything can be fixed,
that for every problem there is a perfectly good solution.

Somewhere. Over the mythical rainbow.
Not in this world.
In this one we cry, sigh, apologize,
suspend dreams, un-dream them.

There, over the rainbow,
we trust a perfect stranger with a nice smile.

Here, we know better. . .

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Looking down at the moon

On the plane last week,
I looked down and saw the red moon under the wings.
Very strange experience to see yourself literally over the moon.

And she swears that the moon
don't hang qutie as high as it used to

And she only sleeps when it's raining

And she screams,
and her voice is straining
And she says
'Baby, it's 3 am I must be lonely'
Well heaven she says 'Baby, Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes,
And the rain's gonna wash away what I believe in'

Sunday, August 06, 2006

PostSecret and Tisha B'Av

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Dreams, re-dreamed

"If you're happy in a dream, Ammu, does that count?" Estha asked.

"Does what count?"

"The happiness - does it count?"

She knew exactly what he meant, her son with his his spoiled puff. Because the truth is, that only what counts counts.