A pretty quiet early morning... Blessings coming with a fresh bree… Lasting beyond this mild sunny day Amid noble thoughts, some concerns… Fond memories, eternal reveries!

That voice’s come pretty clear Like reaching every point near Encircling us sweetly In comfort, silently. It’s sent flashes of light

In quietness meditating We heed a voice so clearly Joining us intensely! Tears of sorrow disappear To give way to light, so near.

The ladybird’s wings May become fragile Yet she does feel The deep, intense love In her heart.

From green to yellow Singing tunes so mellow They’re falling down the ground Spreading music around. They’ve relished the Summer days

That Garden is fill’d With buds and roses Growing generously In beauty and care Breathing love rare.

Wise, powerful, caring Words Heartfelt gestures Divine thoughts Comforting my soul

There are plenty of voices around Resonating in our mind Striking us in different ways. Some have escaped from characters Lively portrayed in books

At 7 am The moon still was there Smiling at you—timid rising sun— On the morning’s sky blue. A greeting

A feeling of nostalgia Seems to stay Overwhelmingly A flash of sweet melody Brightens the day

Positive Energy Beauty Unity At a time Sublime!

Beholding that nice bouquet We cheerfully recall the day Of a sweet gift of purity Left for the Eternity. Watered with great care

Stemming from an impulse Or a great wish maybe Now the poet sees himself Crowned his art and knowledge Around a distant ocean.