(2015)
#GratitudeSilence #Light
At 7 am The moon still was there Smiling at you—timid rising sun— On the morning’s sky blue. A greeting
A small garden on earth Born to a larger one Is adorned by rosebeds Where sweet—smelling roses grow In the colours of the rainbow.
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…
That voice’s come pretty clear Like reaching every point near Encircling us sweetly In comfort, silently. It’s sent flashes of light
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!
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:
Lines stemming from a song— Heard again and again for long— Are bridging a mysterious gap In quietness, step by step Between a smiling face
Upon spotting a ladybird Clung to a yellow daffodil One wonders about her wish or will… Will it be for safety? Will it be for care?
For a while she’s paused Out of awe her eyes clos’d Journeying across miles Cherishing lovely smiles. Her mind lingered on...
For a while she paused Out of awe, her eyes closed Journeying across miles Cherishing lovely smiles. Her mind lingered on...
Stemming from an impulse Or a great wish maybe Now the poet sees himself Crowned his art and knowledge Around a distant ocean.
Oh! The blue butterfly enjoys soa… Her fragile wings have become stro… And she even yearns for touching t… Her flight looks steady and bright Supported by a sweet, yellow daffo…
From green to yellow Singing tunes so mellow They’re falling down the ground Spreading music around. They’ve relished the Summer days
They stand still in majesty The abundant green foliage Covers them with beauty Worth a rime of Coleridge. They are bathed in sunlight
The poet’s voice echoes Plenty of voices Living in different times Resonating in lines Flowing under life stories