Inspiration, Life, love, prose, women, writing

Sternutation Blight 

While savouring a platter of an omelette piece overlaying the  rice mound and a piece of grilled salmon along its side, I noticed a bespectacled Chinese woman busy nudging her four boyish tweeners to eat hurriedly. Transversely to the left of the bench table, I couldn’t help but notice an old man tucking into his food delightfully; presumably from his disposition, he seemed to be their grandfather. Back to my food, I took a mouthful piece of delectable grilled salmon.  


I looked up and saw a lady in cleaner’s garb sneeze right over the table with the four tweeners. 

“What!” I gasped in horror. 

The bespectacled woman looked agape in shock. Before she could even react, the cleaner simply walked off as if nothing had happened. Jolted back into reality, the beleaguered mother was peeved and frenetically frustrated! She was griping incessantly about the cleaner’s disgusted sternutation. Axiomatically, the food was in total ruin. Just when that was going on, the old man was nonchalantly revelling his food. A stark contrast in the turn of events where I saw no help rendered to the woman in distress. There I harrumphed at the sight of it. On second thoughts, I took my hat off to the motherly instinct exhibited by her when she promised her children to get other food in place of the ruined one. It was a sight that paid tribute to all women in general yesterday — the International Women’s day, I mused. 

© Derrick Lim 

Inspiration, Life, nature, poetry, spirituality, writing

Breathtaking Beauty 


Nature greets thee

in its spectacularity of view

awakes one’s soul

liken to the sound of fugue 

uplifting one’s spirit

from its oscitance 

and leaden feel

everywhere’s teeming with life

birds warbling

wind swaying tree branches

engilding rays illuminating  pathways

clouds in slivers 

dappling the firmament 

munchkins in garb donned  

to school their way toddled

old folks in wide leg stance 

flowing taichi movements 

in harmony displayed 

pigeons waddling 

for breakfast fill 

their feet propelled 

fresh scent of verdure inhaled 

while the beauty of nature reminisced 
Passersby moseying by

with heads hung low 

over their mobiles

missing out nature’s sight

oblivion as such

to them

matters not a jot or tittle 
On His throne the Creator sits

fingering his creative strokes

over the sky his canvas piece

a masterful painting displayed 

in splendourous beauty 

of exquisite colours and details 

whilst smiling to Himself 

the pleasure derived 
Picturesquely perfect! we say

To earth His beauty marvelled 

though fugacious

yet momentous 

So magnificent to behold

than the beauty 

in an oblong screen

thrilling us but a while 

for it pales before nature
Let’s pause and look up

and not miss 


Nature’s beauty to behold! 

© Derrick Lim 

Inspiration, Life, nature, prose, spirituality, writing

Recrudescent Epiphany

Stepping out of the car, the tweedling of birds greeted my ears; the crisp air intermingled with a light scent of leaves filled my lungs deep in one full inspiration; what rhapsody to feel one with nature. How majestic is God’s glory reflected in nature; that one can’t help but thank Him for such pleasure that’s ours. Such congenial surroundings impel me to embrace life once again with joie de vivre! Forgetting yesterday’s woes and recrudescing what today’s living has to offer is what I will do!

© Derrick Lim 

Inspiration, Life, nature, prose, writing

Pigeon Scavengers

While treading along the pathway towards our block, a swarm of pigeons pecking off some food scraps along the verge of  tessellated tiles made a sudden takeoff; and I had to duck to give way to their aggressive flight to another spot of food scattered. This pendulous motion of flight would go on until no food is scattered, or they have had their fill for the morning. This instinctive duck or dodge is what I do every morning to evade their flight for food which appears like a fusillade attack from an ambush.

© Derrick Lim 

Life, spirituality, writing

Momentary Fear

While sitting on my throne, the light from the side skylight window was ousted in seconds; pall of darkness closed in on me, and a squall broke in together with an incessant blaring of ambulance sirens in the background; a sudden chill ran down my spine, giving me the shivers — and I was totally helpless against it!

© Derrick Lim