The Rush

The Rush

The Rush

One day,
In the realm of my dream,
I saw a beam.
Curious, I followed on,
with a yawn.

I found myself in a cave,
Dark yet rave,
And in its midst,
I heard a melody.

It was pure soul!
A soft humming,
with a hint of drumming.
It had its highs and the lows.
Yet was tireless and constant.
What could it be?

I just had to explore!
With each step to the core,
The gentleness was no more!
“Strange”, I said.
Further on I went
and reached a vent.

There, in front of me,
was the source of my mystery.
The air misty and heavy echoed
the thunderous call of the waterfall.

I felt a cascade of healing,
rushing through
All my senses & my wounds,
through my mind,
through my heart,
through my past,
through my present,
through my future.
Endless, ceaseless,
singing & pouring joy,
like the touch of Lord on your soul.

An exquisite memory was etched in my mind,
as there nothing more precious,
than the sound of rushing positivity

The Water Maiden

The Water Maiden

The Water Maiden

Somewhere,

In the depth of the night,

When the stars were at sight,

When the moon shone bright,

And fought with darkness with all her might!

When the ocean was no more a fright,

When the waves caressed the shore,

ready to be his bride.

When nature sang her lullaby,

There arose a maiden,

slow & steady yet elegantly.

Her garb was like white fire,

flickering gently in tune with the breeze.

Her hair shone like a thousand suns.

She gild over the ocean graciously,

twisting and turning effortlessly,

to nature’s melody,

forming bright lit waves exquisitely.

All stood still in awe of her beauty

A true vision she was, in all clarity

She is unseen by many

Granting audience is a rarity

But she is a part of nature you see

Connect with nature

And she’ll make you privy

Let The Day Begin

Let The Day Begin

Let The Day Begin

“Write it on your heart
that every day is the best day in the year.
He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day
who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety.

Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt crept in.
Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a new day;
begin it well and serenely, with too high a spirit
to be cumbered with your old nonsense.

This new day is too dear,
with its hopes and invitations,
to waste a moment on the yesterdays.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson, Collected Poems and Translations

By The Shore

By The Shore

By The Shore

There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.
Quote – Lord Byron

The Fuchsia Meadow

The Fuchsia Meadow

The Fuchsia Meadow

Dear nature, bright & sweet,

Do you hear my heart beat?

Gleaming fields,

Happiness do yield,

With a glance

At every bloom

At every plume

At every blade

Joy and bliss

Just does not fade!

Blooming In Solitude

Blooming In Solitude

Blooming In Solitude

Don’t we all just yearn for that ME time?

That private time where you can just kick off your boots and rewind.

It’s just you and your inner child.

This time does wonders to your state of happiness.

The Macaw

The Macaw

The Macaw

Nature is so very inspiring and colourful. It never ceases to amaze me.
Macaws are beautiful, brilliantly colored members of the parrot family.
Many macaws have vibrant plumage. The coloring is suited to life in Central and South American rain forests, with their green canopies and colorful fruits and flowers.

Autumn

Autumn

Autumn

Autumn , she is special,

for she is filled with so many hues,

red, yellow, orange & brown!

She paints a lovely picture,

so delicate, it is to view.

She saves the best for last,

before she descends into the chill