Saturday, February 1, 2020



As You Perceive

I am a flower that blooms
Perfume filtering the air
I am a veiled mystery
To hearts that don’t understand
And eyes that cannot yet see

I am a reflection
I am a teacher
I am a lesson
I am the yang and the yin
I am the quiet voice amidst the din

I am a stranger, and stranger yet
I am a beloved friend
A secret well kept
I am a seeker
And I have been sought

I have been crushed and ground
Tempered by fire
I have been dead
And I have been reborn
With passion and desire

I am fiery, yet cool
Strong, yet gentle
Creating from destruction
I am nurturing and can feel you
In the hidden depths of your soul

I am ancient and I am young
I am a germinating seed
I write and I am written
I belong to The Love Creed

But I remain, only as you perceive…


Curtain of night pinned with stars
Crickets serenading a dancing breeze

Water wafting wilfully on slime-smoothed stones
Singing songs of appease

A lilting song picking pirouetting petals
From fragrant frangipani trees

Intoxicated spirit quietly redolent of the Highest Call
Enamoured soul on its knees!

A Scent On A Breeze

a scent on a breeze
a distant voice
a fated chance encounter
evoke memories my soul recalls
and yearns for me to remember
with gentle nudges unfolding in dreams
that long to wake me from slumber


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