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

From green to yellow Singing tunes so mellow They’re falling down the ground Spreading music around. They’ve relished the Summer days

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

Simply amazing how this river flow… Quietly whispering through the ban… Where sunbeams come and glow... Its waters stay pure and clear Blessed by the radiant sun

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.

In quietness meditating We heed a voice so clearly Joining us intensely! Tears of sorrow disappear To give way to light, so near.

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

They stand still in majesty The abundant green foliage Covers them with beauty Worth a rime of Coleridge. They are bathed in sunlight

That voice’s come pretty clear Like reaching every point near Encircling us sweetly In comfort, silently. It’s sent flashes of light

There are plenty of voices around Resonating in our mind Striking us in different ways. Some have escaped from characters Lively portrayed in books

'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…

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

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!