I think you frail blue windows of my thoughts,
Each pane a poem intricately wrought.
Via my faith, they reach your distant sill.
The music of two souls is never still.
In tune we sing together of twilight,
The quatrains are universally bright.
Warmth is immeasurable from shore to shore.
Imagination, Friend, can do no more.
In praise of distant friends, with my compliments to
Rajaram Ramachandran
Copyright,2008, Sandra Fowler
Published, 'Enchanting Verses'
A lasting praise in beautiful words. Imaginations in play in blue windows.10
Lovely chosen words make for yet another beautiful poem. Love Bob
'Blue windows of my thoughts' - how lovely these words....close this door and open another, in this instance it is moving from one poem to another - the waiting inbetween exciting, the end always rewarding, T
dear sandraji only you can write this poem.......... The music of two souls is never still.... what a line.......................................................
SANDRA, You have paid a deserving tribute to Rajaram ji, through this poem! He has devoted a life-time's work informing us about great sages & saints of India and educating us about Hindu Philosophy! Thanks! -Raj
Through the mist of an oncoming twilight I think of you as you sit an write such wonderous verse.--10
dear sandraji The music of two souls is never still.... what a line it is! ........ sure, music and soul...they are inseparable... a great poem to our GRAND SIRE... thanks...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love your words, Sandra. so lovingly dedicated to a friend written from a very caring heart.Every time i dropp by your home page, i know there is something good that i will be receiving again.thank you so much, too for that beautiful friendship you have with me, even if i am not as talented as you..Just the simple me.(he he) Love and hugs, Meggie