That Garden is fill’d
With buds and roses
Growing generously
In beauty and care
Breathing love rare.

It’s a hot starry night
On the seashore
A glimmering stare
Wishes it would approach
The lighthouse ever more.

Bright sunlight
Flooding the hill
Mirroring that river
Of pure, crystaline water.
Sublime silence

A cascade of emotions
Descended upon me
Since dawn cleared
Until night came to me.
I recalled the warm atmosphere

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

Signs of true love
Tender, pure like a dove
They’re nurturing today
And for good they’ll stay.
Some glittering past

We believe in inner strength,
Determination, meditation,
Intelligence, divine signs—
Supreme Light —
Protecting us, cheering our heart

During the day and at night
I keep treasuring the Light
Which floods my soul
Encouraging me above all
To face hard moments

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

In the same direction...
Lovely noble thoughts
Truly passionate feelings
Permanently brought.
Human wishes