You were my radiant star, Ever alluring, a charming mystery, Near in semblance, yet distant afar, Like elusive clouds, your presence is distant. But stars
Category: Heaven suspended
November Sky
Have you observed the November sky? It looks so innocent and so undone It’s not the same as in July A visible phenomenon made by
Autumn Splendor
The golden crowns of the autumn splendorFlamboyant orange croton leavesThe yellow and the crimson chrysanthemumsEye pleasing and beautiful scenes.Sweet alyssum carpets the groundAs though protesting
Autumn Vibes
A golden path laid under my feet A golden path reminder of my blessings. Another year that my eyes can see As maple trees and
A Stroke of Wonder
Just take a look Each flower tells you something each stem, each petal – is a stroke of wonder, a magic that brings your soul
Silhouette of Sunset
Magic of sunset takes my breath away. The golden brims are so magnetic, The dim glimmering light makes me hopeful and poetic. The faint light
The Earthy Smell After the Rainstorm
A sound of a thunder. Clouds puffed out into an angry gray July’s sky opened in wonder Freeing cool droplets of rain. It feels as
Time is a Thief With a Painter’s Brush
Time is a thief with a painter’s brush Gently, covers up past pains and regrets in the golden dusk Waits for no one and never
My soul is filled with poison of the world
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Walk into May
Birds chirping, dancing, Nesting on the trees. Flowers in the garden Blossoms and fresh breeze. Hepatica everywhere, violet, white and blue Waves gracious goodbye, Awakens
Distilled Existance
Tranquility is what I need. Tranquility is what I’m after. To find a sense of peace, Collect the pieces of the life that shattered. Revival
DEAR MARCH, I HAVE BEEN WAITING
Dear March, I have been waiting. Waiting for you to usher the long-waiting spring. I don’t mind windy weather and rapid changings, and last year
Moods of Christmas
A busy season or it seems A joyful shopping and gift wrapping Spreading holiday wishes and dreams Hoping to find a great treat in stockings.
Grateful
You didn’t heal me because of my great faith We both know – my faith is always shaky. You touched my weakened soul when I
Grounds For Hope 