Does the sun muni-muni,
of moonbeams, whose cool rays,
reflect the starry night?
Do night skies,
no longer star struck,
muni-muni over the majesty of day,
where children laugh and play?
What of stifling desert breezes,
and frigid arctic air,
do they dream of switching places,
a momentary relief?
Does a bee ever wish,
a flower to be, or a flower a bee;
a pollination and germination,
reversal?
I wonder how it’d be,
with no question left unanswered,
life’s mysteries unraveled?
No words to write,
no dreams to dream,
or songs to sing…
A world without muni-muni,
at least for me.
-Gilda Patricia
Written for Word High July- 30 Beautiful Filipino Words.
Day 7- muni-muni (v.) To think deeply, to ponder.
Challenge set by A Reading Writer’s Blog, and Doodles and Scribbles.
https://areadingwritr.wordpress.com/2016/06/30/word-high-july-welcome/
the mind wonder, our souls wander, question i can’t give no answers. ❤ lovely, Gilda!
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Your comment, a poem short and sweet! Thank you for.
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you’re welcome, Gilda! 🙂
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Oh Gilda, I LOVE this!! (Hands clapping!) With no mysteries remaining, life would be a terrible bore for me.
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Glad it resonated! Happy you liked.
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I’m so glad we’ve connected–always nice to find someone whose writing you like immediately 🙂
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Yes, agree! That makes me smile, thanks! 😊
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Most welcome 🙂
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Oh. Wow, wow. I love this! Those questions reminds me so much of my favorite E.E Cummings poem, If. I saved it in my phone coz it gave me something to ponder… Here goes:
E. E. Cummings
(1894 – 1962)
If
If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie,
Life would be delight,—
But things couldn’t go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn’t be I.
If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense
But I’d be in suspense
For on such a pretense
You wouldn’t be you.
If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,—
Yet they’d all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn’t be we.
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I never read that before, I really love it! I am so appreciative of you sharing with me. A warmer heart you could not be!
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It’s always a pleasure to share things with friends. I’m glad you loved it as much as I do. 💕 😊
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Loved this !
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So glad you do, thanks!
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Love this poem Gilda. The imagery is beautiful. Also the underlying thought- 😀
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So glad you like! Thanks😊
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