(Continued from 5/9)

Gary was not only a
philosopher and philanthropist,
but also a poet.

He used to write beautiful
poems at his leisure time.

Once he wrote,
to his girlfriend, Monica, a poem,

“The sun is a lone warrior,
because every night
seems to be the last night to us,
but while the sun rises
all the darkness vanishes”.

Another day, he wrote about
The passion of life,
for the local newspaper,

“If you listen to the
gentle breeze that is flowing
over the green meadows
where the morning sun
is reflecting,
you are going to listen
it in the breeze
and while you gasp
towards the blue sky,
it seems full of
eternal aspirations-
there you could see a steady
but, glowing star
that guide you
throughout your life”.

But, as we all know,
some inevitable things that
one cannot escape, thus
Gary too.

Continued ....

Butterfly said by calling, O bumblebee,
Have you observed my colorful wings,
Yet you are so dear to the bard?

What a melody he has created for you,
I remained unseen-
As far as I fly across the sky.

The bumblebees said, by whisper,
My humming loudly penetrates to the soul.

In addition, eating my collected honey,
Everyone is happy, remain wonderful in heart and healing.

(Continued from 4/9)

Gary went to the town
high school, where
he met Monica,
his classmate.

They used to study together,
play together,
sing together,
think together,
till they become soulmates.

The most important thing
in his life occurred in that day
when he found out
about an unusual truth
about his family tree.

He is the first son
of his father, thus
his father, his grandfather
till the seventh past generations.

To him it become
not a gift
but a curse,
as the wicked witch
(who used to live inside
the deep of the dark forest)
learned about it.

Continued….

The forest cried out loudly- says, O mankind!
Silently, in secret, I remain. Is it wrong?

With shade, with fruit, I try to make you happy-
I wish, let it be filled with enchanted environment.

However, at any chance, being severed-
In your actions, always remain frightened.

Gush, when will you have a little bit of moderate knowledge?
That day presumably will be our salvation.

(Continued from 3/9)

While walking across those paths
for many years,
his grandmother used to tell him
a lot of other stories about life,
nature and humanity.

Once he asked his granny
about the meaning of life-
she said, “If you really
wish to learn the true meaning
of life, then accept the
challenges that could come to you”.

She further side, “Challenges
are the best way
that make us grow”.

Gary took those words
as milestones and
took them very seriously,
and thoughtfully-
like the lighthouse,
those words were
also worked as
the guide in his life.

Continued….

Awake me through unwritten
music of mine,
If possible, sing me a song
that would be perfect
and divine,
Perhaps, that is the way
the heart could refine,
But, no one knows the
state of solitude,
which would enshrine.

(Continued from 2/9)

Gary's grandmother,
while walking along the half-paved way
towards the school and
coming back,
used to tell him
many ancient fables about the
prehistoric lighthouse.

She told him that
this light house is standing there
over more than many decades, and
not only it guided those lost sailors
during the old days,
but also
saved them in many occasions
by giving them shelter
during natural disasters, like
severe storms, hurricane and tidal waves.

To Gary,
the lighthouse became a symbol
of strength and coverage,
and at later stage
it also saved his life
at the right time,
at the right moment.

Continued….