It is one of those days
When I am done with my chores early

I am relaxing
Writing
And listening to music,
Sipping iced tea...

In the evening, though,
I know that when
I would switch on the TV
There would be
A lot of noise.
Regarding the Presidential race...

But also, some
Very appealing entertainment.
A little loud,sometimes
But nice...

So my day rolls on
While I recover
From my biking wound,at home
With some noise
And some idyllic nuances...

I am lucky.
Do you count your stars?

I am learning
How to ride a bike
And am spinning
A lot of dreams...

With the
Coasting and stops
As practice
During the initial lessons

I am coasting
The beaches and the woods
On my bike
With Gus and son
Following close by...

My splendid bike
Can be folded and kept aside
As I do
With my dreams each night
And go to sleep

Wake up every morning
Looking forward to
Another practice session
Of
Rushing and stopping...

Went to Canada on a vacation...
Thousand Island Park
Ottawa
Toronto
Niagara...
Very nice trip, by road.

Peaceful,serene,
Interesting,happy.
Meditated,
Met friends,relatives
Were adventurous...

Came back
And son went back to the dorms.
Was recovering
When one of my plants
Almost died.
Am still sad.

As I said earlier,
It comes in packs of two:
Happiness and sadness.
Be prepared!

Finally the hollyhocks
Bloomed in my garden!
Very auspicious, very joyful,
Very pink!

We are aboard the ride
To settling down, very soon.
May life, bloom out.

Son is on his way
To graduation.
May we see him in full bloom...

"May a hundred flowers bloom"
May this earth,
Become a happy garden!

I play classical Indian music on my speaker
At dusk when I am
Done with my chores
And am taking some rest...

That spreads harmony
Throughout the house.

Likewise, listening to chantings
And the story of God
At the weekends
When you are done with work
Spreads harmony in your soul...

Promote harmony.

Life is spread
Like a rainbow across the skies now
I am happy...

Son has to go back to his dorm
I will be sad...

It comes
In these combo packages.
Make good of them.

A new day has dawned.
I have to laze in the morning
Water my plants
Cook
Exercise
Feed my son when he is back from college
Go out do a little bit of groceries
Come back, sit and write
Paint and sing...

But all days do not go in the same fashion.
Some days are disorganized
And there is a sadness to it...
I am sad when I think
Of things which go wrong

In life,in others' lives, in the world...

I know that
We have to spend effort
To correct them

And look towards God
To bolster our efforts.

The world would surely go right again.