Reflection Part III – Where Have All The Good Times Gone?

I've had just enough time to...   try to see his reflections on the water.

Taken in the same Taiping Park in Taiping, Malaysia

What does he see

When he looks into the water?

Does he see the years that went by?

Does he see regrets floating on the surface?

Does he see opportunities lost?

Does he see paths that should have been taken?

Goals that should have been achieved?

Or does he see

The reflections of his grandchildren

And is contended with that

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Won't you tell me

Where have all the good times gone

Where have all the good times gone

Where have all the good times gone

Once we had an easy ride 

and always felt the same

Time was on our side 

and I had everything to gain

Let it be like yesterday

Please let me have happy days

David Bowie - Where have all the good times gone

Reflection Part II – Memories of the Way We Were

I've had just enough time to...   reflect on the way we were

Taken while strolling round Taiping Park in Taiping, Malaysia.

The reflections on the water

Sweep the memories pass

Its calm surface

To a misty land

Of ghostly images

That pulls at the heartstrings

Vibrating

And exciting

Emotions

Long thought dead

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Memories,

Like the corners of my mind

Misty water-coloured memories

Of the way we were

Scattered pictures,

Of the smiles we left behind

Smiles we gave to one another

For the way we were

Barbra Streisand - Way We Were 

Reaching Out Just To Touch.

I've had just enough time to...   reach out...

I saw this plant in Taiping Park reaching out over the water.

Reaching out

Over the water

Across the distance

Over time and space

Stretching out to touch

With the tip of a finger...

Reaching out to touch you

Won’t you reach out too?

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Lately I’ve been hard to reach

I’ve been too long on my own

Everybody has a private world

Where they can be alone

Are you calling me?

Are you trying to get through?

Are you reaching out for me?

I’m reaching out for you 

Rock Therapy Queen + Paul Rodgers Reaching Out

In my shoes, just to see

What it's like, to be me

I'll be you, let's trade shoes

Just to see what it'd be like to

Feel your pain, you feel mine

Go inside each other's minds

Just to see what we find

Look at shit through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh

They can all get f*****.

Just stay true to you

So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful

Oh, they can all get f*****.

Just stay true to you

Beautiful - Eminem

Under the Rain Tree, I Sang The Ash Grove.

I've had just enough time to...   remember "The Ash Grove".

Taken during a stroll under the rain trees in Taiping park.

The ash grove how graceful, how plainly 'tis speaking 

The wind through it playing has language for me. 

Whenever the light through its branches is breaking, 

A host of kind faces is gazing at me. 

The friends from my childhood again are before me 

Each step brings a memory as freely I roam. 

With soft whispers laden the leaves rustle o'er me 

The ash grove, the ash grove alone is my home.

My lips smile no more, my heart loses its lightness;

No dream of the future my spirit can cheer.

I only can brood on the past and its brightness 

The dear ones I long for again gather here. 

From ev'ry dark nook they press forward to meet me;

I lift up my eyes to the broad leafy dome, 

And others are there, looking downward to greet me

The ash grove, the ash grove, again is my home. 

Laura Wright - The Ash Grove

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Walking under the shade of the rain trees, this long forgotten song surfaced and I hummed to the tune of “The Ash Grove”. Different trees, different countries but the sentiment is the same. Music transcends borders and connects by “feel”.