There's much relief

when I don't blindly believe

The poet's words drift in the wind and land in waiting hearts

The ecstasy drew me

to a world beyond space and time

what glory and what beauty

nothing could be more sublime-



I've been there---eternity-

and back to earth I've come

words can't portray the mystery

ah, music, the richest and purest balm!

His broken heart was a kaleidoscope,
Through which he still saw his love as colourful with possibilities.
8/9/2021

In my darkness,
He came as a lamp and showed me light,
Then when I was drowning in sorrow,
He was my lifeboat,
And when I began to heal,
He became my ladder to success.
10/9/2021.

The wife talks,
The poor fellow meekly listens,
But, when he talks,
She runs.
11/9/2021.

she was my music
and I was her song writer
blissful rhapsody.
11/9/2021

nothing but silence
in this world of grief and pain
hope sustains the spirit.
13/9/2021

one early morning
robins gather together
let's celebrate spring.
13/9/2021

In being alive

my heart opens to sing

all else I set aside

such joys does the moment bring-



in being alive

love blooms as in sweetest spring

in bliss I abide

there's splendour in everything