these towering strongholds
grace our daydream moulds
that catch our fleeting moments
in a passing tranquil mood.
Gallant knights on white chargers
maiden in crook of their arm
ride into the sunset
again and again
as our storybook falls open
at some undeemed page.
Round in increasing circles
go the ripples on a pond
slowly to vanish at striking an edge.
Round in decreasing circles
go the stars in our eyes
as we dance on silver lined clouds.
18 June 1981
More happiness and more lovethat we can explorecontentment and peace of mindthe things we all search for,as it is hard to find.Some days we seem like robotswalking on an endless treadmill.On other days, our dreams transpire into reality.Our decisions are always cloaked in darkness,our thoughts unguided missilesgoing this way and that.We want a better life,but…
and sail my paper shipon each incoming wave.Often I thought of sailing the seaits lure always captured mesailing my paper shipinto the sunset with just my love and I.To find some deserted islewhere everything in tranquillity layleaving all the worries of lifefor someone else’s mind.Oh now those days are goneand my children have taken my…
and he often consideredhow he would rescue a damsel in distress.Not being bold or handsome tothe knight wondered what he should do.Then came a daywhen his lady fair was kidnappedand the knight was perplexedat what he should do.Mounting his steed he gallopedto the castle where she was held.The walls of the castleseem to stretch to…
Take the life of a friend of mine.A few years ago, he fell off his horseand missed a lovely weekend away.After months of recuperationlife started to build itself again.Getting home one evening,he found his partner not feeling welland within a matter of hours, she was gone.The weeks that followedhis world seem to be caving in.First…
we are rich love and caringfrom our family and friends.We are rich in what we giveour wisdom and our laughterthat we share with everyone.We are rich for all sorts of reasonsand none of them includes money.If you think, you are poor,forget it and think again.Think of all the things you haveand you will be surprised…
as dawn slowly approachesto once more colourize the land.A magic revitalizationfrom millions of miles away.Each petal will unfurlunder this magic eyethat looks down upon usfrom beyond the blue sky.Sleepy heads will yawnand awaken with its warmth,as beauty will colournight’s landscape bleak.When the sun nudges the moon to sleep.26 March 2010
