(2014)
#BlessingsSoul #Garden #Sun
'Twas the start of their day’s wor… A fresh encounter with dreams Nurtured by their teachers’ care Beyond parents’ love, more than fa… “Please, show me your nice drawing…
A poem is something We truly believe in. It may be... A struggle for the mind For the heart a comfort
Birds fluttering their wings aroun… Quickly descend onto this ground To comfort an exhausted silent Be… That’s deprived of that blossoming… The little birds encircle the Bee
They stand still in majesty The abundant green foliage Covers them with beauty Worth a rime of Coleridge. They are bathed in sunlight
It’s a hot starry night On the seashore A glimmering stare Wishes it would approach The lighthouse ever more.
In quietness meditating We heed a voice so clearly Joining us intensely! Tears of sorrow disappear To give way to light, so near.
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.
We believe in inner strength, Determination, meditation, Intelligence, divine signs— Supreme Light — Protecting us, cheering our heart
Soft rain drops falling on the gro… Celestial blessings around Purifying the atmosphere Offering us much joy here. Trees, animals and everyone
Dwelling in the realms of verse Protected by God’s Mercy Love speaks in a way diverse. It pays homage to courage, Inner strength, soul pilgrimage!
Stemming from an impulse Or a great wish maybe Now the poet sees himself Crowned his art and knowledge Around a distant ocean.
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:
On this avenue Trees speak to me And I listen to them Silently. They encourage me
During the day and at night I keep treasuring the Light Which floods my soul Encouraging me above all To face hard moments