The poet’s voice echoes
Plenty of voices
Living in different times
Resonating in lines
Flowing under life stories

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

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

Soft rain drops falling on the gro
Celestial blessings around
Purifying the atmosphere
Offering us much joy here.
Trees, animals and everyone

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

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

That morning’s trip
Was such a jolly grip
That’s taken the swallow
In full glee
To stop near the firm Tree.

For a while she’s paused
Out of awe her eyes clos’d
Journeying across miles
Cherishing lovely smiles.
Her mind lingered on...

One feels one dies... before dying
One undergoes pain in this living
One feels the dream fades away
Yet one believes in a unique Ener
That proves one isn’t astray.

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