(2012)
#ArtLove #Spirituality
The ladybird’s wings May become fragile Yet she does feel The deep, intense love In her heart.
Stemming from an impulse Or a great wish maybe Now the poet sees himself Crowned his art and knowledge Around a distant ocean.
In quietness meditating We heed a voice so clearly Joining us intensely! Tears of sorrow disappear To give way to light, so near.
On this avenue Trees speak to me And I listen to them Silently. They encourage me
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
We believe in inner strength, Determination, meditation, Intelligence, divine signs— Supreme Light — Protecting us, cheering our heart
Found across a beautiful seashore Brought by waves of scientific lo… It spreads its shine wonderfully In angles of light and glee. Its shape wasn’t crafted round
It’s a hot starry night On the seashore A glimmering stare Wishes it would approach The lighthouse ever more.
Immense like the sea Intense like their poetry Ardent, bright like the sunlight Soaring high like a bird in the sk… Every tune sweetly reaching the mo…
Beholding that nice bouquet We cheerfully recall the day Of a sweet gift of purity Left for the Eternity. Watered with great care
Waves kissing the pebbled shore Gazed at me and asked: “Shall we see your boat no more?” Contemplating the blue sky I responded with a sigh:
That morning’s trip Was such a jolly grip That’s taken the swallow In full glee To stop near the firm Tree.
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
