Behind the gentle tinge of dawn.
Pulling back the curtain of the receding night.
Clear light sweeps away the darkness, bringing peace to a sinking heart.
The wind whispers in a slow rhythm, bringing messages from a calm universe.
Nature speaks in silence, teaches a heart that is bound by worldly noise.
the dawn that comes every day, bringing hope in holy robes.
Teach us, as you teach nature, to live peacefully without resentment.
Under the shade of your simple light, I gained the true meaning of life.
That everything that comes will go, but love for nature remains eternal.
......
On
a
clear
night,
I
look
up
at
the
sky
......
in another universe
you and I never part.
the sun comes up and we still lay together,
washed with the glow of another day
very much in love.
sometimes knowing this universe exists
and that I will never see it
hurts me in a way I never knew I could be hurt.
......
I was an elementary school teacher, with dreaming eyes to the rosy future,
Like the emerald, cherry blossom season, arriving later rather than sooner.
As a creative teacher, I was so popular, as children were my pearled world,
Like the blooming cloud covered expanse, where spicy wind's lately swirled.
I looked forward to adventurous hours, like time with no backward motion,
In deep thrill of golden, new discoveries, of which none had a vague notion.
Evenings with friends, among roses, found nightingale still sweetly singing,
......
pink dawn on red mars
as far off sun glimmers gold
more probes are coming
someday red roses
when the greenery arrives
and with it fresh air
blue lakes and swimming
with the clouds, winds and the rain
......
On
a
clear
night,
I
look
up
at
the
sky
......
Skating upon Saturn's rings, on the outskirts of gold,
executing my double axel, in the brisk, season of cold.
The sole sound is of ice skates, spraying bits behind;
In rich, purple dusk, of the chaotic universe entwined.
A wide-eyed dreamer, in the red heartbeat of fantasy,
does slow twirls and excited spins, jumping uncannily!
Skating on concentric rings-the adventure of her life,
Stars shining all together, a hundred moons in the sky.
A three legged crow, one day he shone, brighter than he ever had,
looking as if he gleamed with joy, as if he's never been free before,
He was covered in light, but he slowly lost the life he has ever clad,
In the silence of the vantablack, he whimpered the life he had.
The mistress who had bathed in his warmth was sad to watch him depart,
Slowly she would feel the cold of loneliness breathing down her nape,
Her children would meet death's embrace, tearing the mother and child apart,
Leaving the lonely mother to weep with a veil of snow that she would drape,
The universe would watch her silently, as if in this tragedy he had no part.
......
Behind the gentle tinge of dawn.
Pulling back the curtain of the receding night.
Clear light sweeps away the darkness, bringing peace to a sinking heart.
The wind whispers in a slow rhythm, bringing messages from a calm universe.
Nature speaks in silence, teaches a heart that is bound by worldly noise.
the dawn that comes every day, bringing hope in holy robes.
Teach us, as you teach nature, to live peacefully without resentment.
Under the shade of your simple light, I gained the true meaning of life.
That everything that comes will go, but love for nature remains eternal.
......
in another universe
you and I never part.
the sun comes up and we still lay together,
washed with the glow of another day
very much in love.
sometimes knowing this universe exists
and that I will never see it
hurts me in a way I never knew I could be hurt.
......