I am constantly changing

I love the sun in the dark
and miss the moon in sunlight

There are days where I love you
and others when I forget

I feel blue
tonight

I hope I start to see the colors of life
soon

Outside my window
The silent beauty of nature
naturally puts me at ease
And gently heals
something within me
It stifles the rule
Of chaos within my mind
And mends my heart
Which tends to grow weary over time
It tickles my senses
With fragrant comfort and bliss
When life's complexities
Seem to deplete my energies
It clears the fatigue
That muddles my insight
Which stretches my lips
in a peaceful smile
And makes me feel
Truly alive
Which no amount of luxury
Inside my room
Is capable of making me feel
I think

my muse is my sorrow,
if it did not exist i would not find beauty in the rain nor solace in my pain.
it'll always find different ways to manifest,
but at least it is safe to say
it is no longer my unwelcome guest.

'First ray of light I saw with my eyes
Face seemed to me the world in size,
Called her Maa when, I don’t know!
Was ready to me, the world to show...

'I don’t remember the tears of pain
Tearful eyes while a child to gain,
Joy rolled down from head to toe!
Was ready to me, the world to show...

'Kept me safe from even a scratch
None must find forever a match,
I call her Maa, I will always call so!
Was ready to me, the world to show...

'Mistakes I have done so many more
You have led me but the right door,
Helped me find the right place to go
Was ready to me, the world to show...

'In my darkest hours to live
You have always hands to give,
You have always Yes, never No...!
Are ready to me, the world to show...

'I am heavenly blessed getting you
As my soul guide always new,
You have much to teach me though...!
Are ready to me, the world to show...

'Hard is the time and long is the way
I am blessed having you still today,
I admit so clearly to you, I owe...!  
Are ready to me, the world to show...

It is to be remembered that for all our diversity,
the white lily blooms; even in adversity.
All blood is the same and different throughout,
all water is the same in storm and in drought.
The sand settles over a puddle of rain,
and rain over concrete will do the same.
A novelist is a creator in all written word;
A musician is an artist in all music heard.

My heart is soft today
Thinking of the suffering
Of all those who are near
And those who are far
The known and unknown
Living beings everywhere
in pain - in their body and mind
Deep within in their souls
in any kind of tears
fears, trauma, heartache

I raise my eyes to heaven
Pray for light to surround them
The fragrance of love
Succor, consolation, respite
Now and forever more