morning
afternoon and
evening are divine gifts
they are delicious
cakes, the more
you say they are good
the more you feel
their goodness
going into your mind
as each day comes
with its own moon like
phased blessings --
the Sun arching
over the heavens--
you become the
blessings and emblems
of the divine presents
--- always imbibing
the sacred quality
of each phase
of the nuanced day ---
morning, noon and night.
You carry the aura and
essence of each
part of the day -- the more
you cheer up yourself and
others with a good
morning or afternoon
or night the more
awakened and refreshed
your mind becomes.
You become the goodness
of it all, the goodness and
essence of the day! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem