How generous The morning dew – Dawn’s mirror, Granting us sacred access into a marvelous mystery: The Sun, As it prepares, To outshine our visible universe.
Category Archives: Poetry
No Invitation Required – A poem
In the language of quiet splendor, Of trees, of blooms and birdsong, All of nature calls us softly, To the oneness which we all belong. The magical still whisper in the trees, beckons us home, To that special place: Where no invitation is required, Where our heart is the key, And, Where we know, WeContinue reading “No Invitation Required – A poem”
Scent of lavender – A poem
Patience, To those who posses it, Is a sacred aroma That comforts, Like the scent of lavender, To the soul, In springtime.
Enchanting Fragrance – A poem
Love…like fragile blooms of lilacs, even though short-lived… leaves behind an enchanting fragrance everywhere in your path.
Habaneros and Jalapenos – A poem
Two pizzas arrive piping hot. He sits down to eat from one. Several slices in Pained expression gives way to Sweat pouring from his brow. Visions of delicious heat dance in his tear-filled eyes. Moving his hands in animated silence, He conveys his enjoyment, While shunning offers of water, sugar or milk, To fan theContinue reading “Habaneros and Jalapenos – A poem”
Promises – A Poem
Unexpected events do not erase the truth blossoming in your life. Therefore, Remember, Who you are. Remember, The price you paid for the lifestyle you have chosen. And, Remember, The promises that have been prophesied over Your life.
Snowflakes for Flowers – A poem
A Winter storm in Spring, The annual ceremony – Where nature Secretly trades-in Snowflakes for flowers, As instruments of penmanship, On the scroll of life.
A new season – A Poem
Into a new world; into a new season we spring. Where bluebells and angel’s trumpets ring. Where cheerful Song Sparrows sing, to the delight of everyone listening.
From the beginning – A poem
Earth, from the beginning, has within itself, the divine power to heal. Time, oceans, winds, currents and waves bring help to every shore of the earth’s travail, with one goal – to preserve the fabric of life ordained, from the very beginning.
Private Reflection – At home – A Poem
Years, even seasons of your life, Spent knocking and seeking. You search but do not find it. Perhaps, you have not found What you’ve been looking for, Because, You have not been looking for it Where you are, When you feel, the most at home.
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