In the garden
he sits
and contemplates
a world that exists
in song
that is ours
to belong
Category: exist
Golden
in streams I swim
through dreams I communicate
adorned am I
by golden idols
breath deeply
and you can feel it
a difference of sound
See: Footprints in time
Generations in the making
well trodden are these ways
footprints in time leave a path
for the chosen few to follow
along the plain and streams
bridges across rivers
over hills and mountains
different cultures of people
all colours of the rainbow
I welcome the rain
I welcome the rain
for when it arrives
life is renewed
as if on a spring morning
one chooses life
the crescent moon
adorning the skyline
sometimes our feelings
turn into doubts
but they are just fleeting
through mirrors
the reflections of the dawn
waiting for the sunlight
Satellite
I communicate with dust
across a wide spectrum
fluid is my motion
distilled memories
in tune with one another
branching out
into the unknown
we speak in riddles
twisted lies
from day to night
inside out
comes our trail of thought
and the answer lies within
our mind is like a satellite
Listening to music
I get lost in my feelings
when listening to music
and disappear to a new world
of opportunities
drifting in and out
the waves crashing over me
reminiscing a past time
of essential being
letting the sounds
play out
all around me
the reason to be
Veil of illusions
Painted clouds
across a sky
I sit and dream
with contemplation
I write what unfolds
as stillness lies
what we share
is left unknown
spread far and wide
Flying stars
In the sky
as night passes
reflected dreams
swirling constellations
turn into bright colours
dying stars
we receive their light
upon the canvas above
Echoes of Life 