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Would words ever flow
If thoughts never poured ...

What if ...
They got stagnant
In the Reservoir

And never
Found a channel to the stream.

So,
Let the thoughts pour
and
Make the words flow

Channelled into
The beautiful stream
Forever With
The Rivers of Dreams
Thoughts can only survive in the beauty of words .
In my vicinity there is
A garden  so green
Monsoons
Winters and
Summers
All do agree

A walking track
Joggers track
Yoga corner
A gymming area along the track
Everyone seems to be enjoying

Early morning enthusiasts
and
Late bloomers all love the place

A  poetry recital Corner
An occasional artist
Capturing the beauty of the place

Conversations of the Elderly
Reliving memories from
Back in the day

The children in the play area
Going Merry-go-round
And sliding , happy and gay

With
A canopy of trees
Sheltering the track

Come Summers
The trees bearing  flowers in bloom
Purple orange pink
And
Most special of All
A yellow so Mellow
(Indian Laburnum)
Leaving no trace of green
Cascading in delicate blooms

With
A granite  seat placed
Beneath
A feeling so divine
A favourite of mine !!
Sitting quietly under a tree
Brings immense peace and tranquility.
I call mine , 'The Bodhi Tree'
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I have this place where I go
when I need to be all alone.
I call it my place,
a place where the hurts of the world
quiet down and fade away.


I have this place
no one knows about
between a field and a willow tree
along a pastures edge.


A place of beauty, where my fingertips
can paint over all the wrong
and all the pain I feel
in colors bright and cheery.


A creek down around the corner
I go to when
things get oppressive
dark and hard.


It’s a place of peace, where the fears
of my heart slow and still…
A place of calm, where the oceans
of emotions lay at my feet
and weep no more.


And I sit there
I don't know if I meditate
there in this place hidden
but I get peace
I see love I hug this earth.


It’s a place where I can breathe,
where I feel sheltered, protected
from the coldness outside
of my canopy of shade… It’s my place.


They go to their place…..
……they visit very often...


¸.•°”˜ƸӜƷ˜”°•.•.
I believe in the beauty of miracles
the mystery of a magical night,
a promise of each new tomorrow
the stars always shining bright.

I Believe in…… Miracles

I believe in the wonders of faith
hopes and dreams coming true,
that love can move mountains
just as I believe in You.

I Believe in…… Faith

I believe in the truth of promises
made deep from within the soul,
I believe that the beauty of love
is forever to behold.

I Believe in…… Love

I believe in a bright future
many precious moments ahead,
the love within hearts spoken
leaves nothing ever left unsaid.

………….I Believe…………..
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