The breezes blow through the trees
The sky is light blue
And there are a few clouds passing through
Green are the leaves that stirr in the wind
And the trees waltz and dance
Because it is a lovely day
The breeze softly cools my fair cheeks
And the smell of roses dances through the air
The sunshine dances on the trees
And on the green leaves
Making everything look bright and sunny
Such a lovely day
Warm golden rays shine upon the ground
And kiss the violets with their warmth
The roses sway and dance to the warm
Soft sunshine
And the tiny flowers
And the buttercups
Dance and waltz in the tall green grass
Such a beautiful day

*~Marian~

Happy Birthday wishes to you
And lots of happiness too
And may your wishes come true,
Sincerely,
From me to you.

*~Marian~

Sail out to sea
with the late night yawns
that cause your mouth to water

You speak to me
more than a divorce on Valentine’s Day
or a suicide on Thanksgiving

Sincerely,

Since I met you here, dear friend
I began to like this place a lot
at first sight it was eerie here
and the ground for me too hot

As I continued walking
upon untrodden paths
rotten fruit surrounding me
no bees or birds are singing

I wonder walking all alone
no sign of a living soul
all green softness disappeared,
and everywhere was stone

Wondering all the time, no shame
I found a clear chrystal ditch at last
if you will ask about the name
is that the present or in the past?

My head turning, my feet burning
they are to blurr my view
great bliss that pure water and some dew
wish that shall change my head from spinning

Then walking all the while with the same view
I see from far a green stip slowly coming
in seventh heaven am I, since it's a human being
I thank Thee on my naked knees, it is you my friend

I notice beauty yonder
the mockingbird and wren
have a duet together
I wonder since when

After I've met you, friend
I like this place a lot
it's not so eerie anymore
and God's blessings are on this spot


© Sylvia Frances Chan
      27th April 2013

with every starry sky,
i still search for the big dipper.
stripping the constellations
searching for something bigger
than the compilation of love
or whatever it was
that we feathered through the sand that night.

that was the last time that we were together
you and i
lonesome
under the moonless sky
seen only by the eyes of God.
guided only by the light
and the might of the stars,
no matter where you are:

with every starry sky,
i still search for the big dipper.

every time our eyes collide
the constellations quiver
every time
you look into my eyes
i see you riding the tides of my skies
sliding along the slopes of my little dipper
abiding the strokes of my heart to beat quicker
searching for something bigger
than the compilation of love
or whatever it was
that we feathered through the sand that night.

that was the last time that we were together.
the weather has shifted many times since then,
it has now been awhile.
yet, still now
the compilation of your smile
is the only pile of shine
that can blind the vastness of my mind

every time

you look at me

i drown in the vastness of the seas
that flood the skies of your eyes
with every starry sky,
i still search for the big dipper.
upon it,
when both our eyes linger
i can feel the shiver
of the astronomical quiver

when i'm guided by the stars,

you never feel quite so far.