Simply amazing how this river flow
Quietly whispering through the ban
Where sunbeams come and glow...
Its waters stay pure and clear
Blessed by the radiant sun

The day had been so cloudy
The sky painted grey
News media had broadcast:
“The Phenomenal Woman”
Had passed away.

There is no wind blowing
The tree stands green, serene.
It enjoys the bird’s singing
And wonders: “What does it mean?”
Blessed by this soft rain

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

It all comes from the heart
And the enlightening of the mind
Composing lines of art
Under mysteries of the kind...
It may be a relief from grief

A poem is something
We truly believe in.
It may be...
A struggle for the mind
For the heart a comfort

Countries, peoples across the worl
Are in need of a wide, free gate
Through which noble principles,
Human values are supposed to circu
Not just business,

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

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